Neville had been making distance to take a small break. When facing a frame this tough to damage, one couldn't take a single break, even when he had already severed a wing. He didn't know whether Lilianna would fire recklessly again or have another plan.
But… Neville looked at his avatar's hands and thought, I'm getting tired. I wish I could just cheat and use my body like usual.
Still, Neville proceeded to do what he had already planned. He began to burn his thrusters and peeled away on a vector ninety degrees to her last facing.
His mecha dropped behind a skyscraper for a line-of-sight break and curled around the far side to come back in from a fresh angle.
Neville counted silently in his head.
Lilianna's missile cooldown was about twelve. Her cannon was probably at eight on the surviving wing. Her greatsword had no cooldown but had a swing-recovery window of about one and a half.
