With each hand holding a disassembled greatsword, Blood Lion Roar twisted and spun, using the weight of the mecha to cleave through the surrounding BETA bodies.
Two Assault Levels flanked on the left and right, seizing the moment when the mecha paused its rotation, when the old force had faded and the new force was yet to come. They simultaneously clamped the greatswords with their pincers, attempting to control the Infinite Justice Mecha.
Inside the cockpit, Blood Lion Roar released the control stick, fingers flying swiftly across the densely packed dashboard buttons,
The mecha's hands released the sword grips, its body leaning back, hands supporting the ground, assuming a head-down, feet-up posture, legs toward the sky,
The thrusters on its back, legs, and feet simultaneously erupted with scorching flames,
Like a Thomas spin in breakdancing, the heavy legs swung horizontally forward and backward, shattering the head-like organs at the rear of the Assault Levels' bodies,
