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The hangar thrums, a cavern of flickering fluorescent tubes and the sharp, metallic scent of charged capacitors. Seven silhouettes of sculpted armor and dormant weaponry tower in the gloom, each a monument to a different age's ambition. Showa giggles, clutching a twisted apparatus that crackles with unstable energy. Black Showa jerks backward, a shower of sparks cascading from his actuators. Heisei remains still, a quiet confidence radiating from his polished blue hull. Kiryu's luminous optics sweep the room, settling on nothing, her posture one of profound exhaustion. Titanus's faceplate is fixed in a leer, trained solely on her. SP is a shrug given form. RPO's jaw assembly begins to depressurize. Seven heads turn as one. The command is flat and final: "Do not speak, RPO. You are not rea…