Within the imaginary realm, the spiritual projection that Ves shaped into a psuedo-force of will continued to interact with Vescas in a very abstruse way.
\"There’s a lot about resonance that I still don’t know yet! I have the feeling that I’ve only touched upon the tip of the iceberg!\"
To be honest, the resonance he achieved with Vescas could hardly be called perfect. Not only did his projected strength fail to measure up, he also suspected that he was fumbling the process.
In addition, the mixed and polluted qualities and attributes embedded into his pseudo-force of will prevented him from exerting it into a strong, coherent direction.
\"Expert pilots like Venerable Foster are all single-minded in their beliefs!\" Ves mentally recalled. \"This makes it easier for them to exert the full force of their will in a specific application!\"
Venerable Foster’s aggressive and domineering attitude complimented her extremely well whenever she sought to destroy her opponents.
Venerable Pelican’s motherly instincts and protectiveness allowed her to achieve superhuman feats whenever she fought to protect her friends and family.
The strength shown by both of them led Ves to surmise that simplicity did not detract from their strength. In fact, the purer their force of will, the easier it was for them to exert their powers!
\"Unfortunately, I’m anything but simple.\" Ves mentally sighed.
Just a single look at his messed-up pseudo-force of will revealed the difference.
The force of will of genuine expert pilots resembled glasses of water flavored with a specific, defined taste.
In contrast, his own bastardized version of a force of will resembled raw sewage!
The lack of purity in his mentality, as reflected by the unfiltered thoughts and emotions he imparted to his pseudo-force of will, meant that he would never be able to match an expert pilot on their home ground!
\"I’ve made my choice long ago! The development of my spirituality has always been geared towards improving my ability to design mechs!\"
The only reason why his turbid and polluted pseudo-force of will resonated with Vescas at all was because his spiritual product inherited his mental garbage!
The perfect match between the two made sure that at least some form of resonance took place!
The effects became increasingly more evident in the desperate battle that took place in the material realm.
The duel that Lady Miralix and her Kinslayer had started against Zeigra was beginning to reach its terminal phase. Both the mech and the huge cat were nearing their physical limits!
One of the forelimbs of the Kinslayer suffered an awful claw strike that resulted in a thirty percent reduction of its ability to exert force. The blow considerably hampered the mech’s mobility and offensive power!
However, Lady Miralix managed to make Zeigra pay for his overreach by pushing her mech beyond its limits and launch a brutal counterattack that tore through the hide, flesh and tendons of one of his already-injured hind limbs!
This was a crucial attack, because the partially-crippled limb ensured that Zeigra was no longer able to run away or launch powerful pouncing attacks!
The only way this savage duel between the artificial and organic cat would end was for one or the other to die!
Though some of the parts of the Kinslayer started to whine or buzz in a worrying fashion, Lady Miralix still invested her complete attention into the fight. She couldn’t afford to let herself be distracted by her increasing concerns!
\"I still have a chance!\"
She pushed her Kinslayer past her limits, demanding more out of its frame despite the damage preventing it from moving as smoothly as before.
Amazingly, the mech and its partially-crippled limb held up under the immense strain that Miralix forced upon its stressed and failing parts!
Though various parts of the mechs were already beginning to deteriorate to the point of breaking down, for now the most critical parts still held on during this crucial end stage of the battle!
While Lady Miralix and her Kinslayer still threw themselves fully at their opponent, Zeigra had slightly begun to wilt.
A tiny flaw in his mentality compounded the exhaustion and injuries afflicting his body. The constant pursuit and the lack of rest that plagued Zeigra during the past few days were finally showing their results!
No matter how much rest and recuperation the Crown Cat managed to eke out during the hunt, he never managed to recover to his peak condition!
Zeigra’s savage and unrestrained fighting style didn’t help much either. Though his high aggression yielded great results in the earlier rounds, the huge cat had expended huge amounts of its energy to take out all of the humanoid mechs of the hunting team.
Now, with just one mech left to defeat, Zeigra was truly starting to scrape the bottom of the barrel! The huge cat no longer dared to launch unrestrained attacks, and instead circled slowly to keep pace with the Kinslayer.
He let out an intimidating roar at the mech that closely resembled his own form. Zeigra took a lot of issue with the machine that learned from him and imitated some of his attacks!
As the two opponents postured against each other, the differences in bearing became increasingly more evident.
Whereas Zeigra’s confidence exhibited some flaws, the Kinslayer piloted by Lady Miralix seemed even more eager than ever to vanquish its opponent!
In fact, the Kinslayer subtly experienced some changes on a level almost no one perceived. Its braveness and its aggression became more pronounced. It was as if the mech wouldn’t stop attacking until its very last parts fell apart!
\"You’ve done an excellent job, but I still need your strength!\" Lady Miralix whispered to her mech. \"You were made for this battle! We have to keep fighting until we fulfill our purpose!\"
She had the illusion that the Kinslayer concurred with her sentiments. Through her connection with her mech, the focus and emotions she invested into the battle seemed to have elevated in a higher state.
Her bond with her mech had reached a state where she partially felt as if she had become the mech! Through some means that she wasn’t even aware of, her control over the machine had surpassed the technical limitations imposed on her by her neural interface!
The mech and cat suddenly launched against each other! The two cats barely missed each other as they both managed to land their blows!
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