>>5417076The street is an absolute ruin, a mix of rubble, flipped and burning cars, and scattered smoking bits of the guntank’s upper body. The lower hull isn’t moving anymore, a roaring inferno soaring into the sky from where the upper body used to connect to it. The third guntank hasn’t slowed though, its main cannons flashing as they discharge - There’s a horribly moment of fear that sweeps over you as an explosion fills the viewscreen, and a clang louder than anything you’ve every heard reverberates through your entire vehicle. You exhale sharply, realizing with a shock that you’re still alive. The armor held.
Casval begins lining up his next shots, and you once again slew the arm guns into position, settling the orange crosshair on the left track of the last enemy guntank - it worked before, no reason to stop now. A steady, rattling burst sees the track set free as bits of twisted metal fly about here and there among flashing incendiary detonations, and the enemy vehicle swerves - This one <span class="mu-i">does</span> plow into one of the buildings along the side of the street, embedding deeply in it before fully coming to a stop. It's harmless now. Casval fires anyways, striking the back of its upper body. You wince as two huge holes appear in the thinner armor, smoke billowing from them, but there’s no catastrophic explosion this time…
Behind your seat, Artesia is absolutely crying her eyes out, “Casval! Felix! A-all those poor people! Stop it!”
You stop immediately, not having wanted to resort to violence to begin with, but Casval keeps an eye on the viewscreen for a moment longer before swiveling the upper body back to facing your guntank’s direction of travel down the long road to the space port.
Artesia grabs at your sleeve, crying and speaking almost incoherently, and you get out of the chair and do your best to try and comfort her, wrapping her in a tight hug.
“It’s okay, Artesia, it’s over.” You try to console her, “There won’t be any more fighting. Nobody is going to get hurt anymore.”
