The lake the mechs of the hunting team approach could only be called small to huge cats and giant mechs.
For regular humans, the lake encompassed an area the size of a small mech arena!
Hardly any animals and critters approached the glistening mineral-rich water to quench their thirst. Even if many of them knew that they’d be able to boost their growth if they continued to drink the valuable lake water, the apex predator that claimed the lake as his own had left his scent all over the place!
This was Zeigra’s territory, and any creature that dared to sample the lake water did so at their own peril!
As the local star continued to rise above the sky of Felixia, the waters began to glisten, sparkle and reflect a considerable amount of light. The humid air and mist added a mystical quality to the entire scene.
If not for the dangerous cats and other predators that roamed the forest, Ves would have mistaken the sight as an idyllic relaxation site!
Unfortunately, Ves doubted the pristine site would remain so picturesque. The Felixia Catstrikers had begun to move according to the plan they formulated the previous night.
Half of the mechs of the hunting team cautiously approached the clearing around the lake.
The mechs had already been adapted for hunting purposes. Each mech made as little noise as possible as they moved. They avoided every tree and took detours around bushes. Their mech pilots, all young but very well prepared, skillfully navigated the rough terrain without impacting the terrain too much.
Some huge cats were very skilled at reading the tremors propagating through the ground! Many ambushes failed when the huge cats had put up an act but turned around and claw the attacking mechs at the last moment!
\"We don’t expect we can take Zeigra by surprise.\" One of the hunting consultants explained to the inspector who worked on behalf of both the royal house and the Galactic Hunting Club. \"We are merely aiming to place our mechs close enough to limit the amount of plans the Crown Cat can form in response to our approach.\"
The inspector, who happened to be a noble, nodded in understanding. \"I see you have only sent out a single knight mech in the first wave. That is a bold choice.\"
\"Lady Miralix has faith in her mech pilots and the mechs she procured for them. Mr. Larkinson here has also endeavored to sharpen them up for the coming confrontation.\"
That caused the inspector to glance briefly at Ves before turning back to the projection.
For his part, Ves felt rather put out that Lady Miralix and the other members of the hunting team put way too much stock in his abilities. Did they think he was a miracle worker or something?
He was just a mech designer! There were limits to how much he could do, especially on short notice and under severe cost and resource constraints!
Lucky, who sat on his shoulder, rubbed nervously against his head.
\"Meow.\"
\"I know. I have a bad feeling about this too. When was the last time a hunting team made a stab at Zeigra? We know how strong he was back then, but how much has he grown since this time?\"
The Catstrikers already took Zeigra’s growth into account. They anticipated that he had grown up to twenty percent more powerful since his last confirmed battle against a hunting team.
Ves hoped that whoever made those estimates knew what they were doing!
\"We’ve caught sight of a large signature at the other end of the lake! We have a confirmed sighting of Zeigra!\"
The projection shifted towards depicting a huge cat lounging on a low, grassy gnoll by the side of the lake. The massive beast squinted his eyes and basked in the sunshine pouring down on the lake and the clearing.
\"That’s a very enormous and dangerous-looking cat.\" He muttered.
\"Meow.\"
\"Do you think you can still take him on?\"
\"Meow..\"
\"Hehe. Seeing is believing!\"
Compared to how the newest Crown Cat appeared in previous footage, the cat obviously underwent some development.
Zeigra’s rust-bronze colored fur coat looked significantly richer and magnificent. Faint spots of deeper red added a remarkable texture to the Crown Cat’s luxurious fur.
The cat’s massive and heavy tail lazily swished about as if the huge cat had nothing to worry about this fine morning.
However, the Catstrikers weren’t fooled by this peaceful facade.
\"We’ve detected several elevated life signs from the huge cat. He has definitely detected our first vanguard! Shall we attack, commander?\"
\"Not yet.\" Lady Miralix spoke over the channel. \"Let’s wait until our flanking mechs are in position.\"
The attack planned by Miralix and her mech pilots sounded simple. Instead of throwing all eleven humanoid mechs of the Catstrikers at Zeigra all at once, they would begin with only half of that number.
The six mechs they sent forth first consisted of three ranged mechs, two spearman mechs and a single knight mech.
There was no way such a paltry force could defeat a beast that weighed more than a heavy mech and charged as fast as a lancer mech!
But that was not the point!
The vanguard’s main purpose was to probe Zeigra’s capabilities and determine how much the Crown Cat had grown.
Minutes passed as everyone grew more tense. Even the royal inspector looked uneasy. If the Zeigra turned out to be stronger than expected, the formidable king cat might take out his ire on the hunting team by smashing aside their mechs and tearing apart the legged transports!
Ves and everyone else aboard the transport vehicles would be in big trouble if that happened!
As Ves thought that the Catstrikers would be content in maintaining the status quo for hours if need be, Lady Miralix finally issued a decisive order!
\"Launch the attack! Follow the plan!\"
All of the mechs stopped their hiding measures and rose up from behind the concealing bushes. The three melee mechs all stood ready to react to anything that might get thrown in their way as the three ranged mechs aimed their ballistic rifles at their prey.
Most hunting teams in Asco favored ballistic rifles as their ranged weapon of choice.
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