For several tense moments, the pirates were too busy avoiding incoming attacks to continue their conversation.
And when they finally managed to put some distance between themselves and their opponents, one of them couldn't help glancing at the mecha suits still moving effortlessly through the battlefield.
"Tch. Apparently, they weren't kidding about those videos if even we're having a hard time."
The pirate clicked his tongue as he watched one of the mechas change direction in midair, avoiding an incoming attack before immediately counterattacking.
"But it's the gap between mechas, so what can we do? If we were piloting those instead, then for sure..."
"Wait."
"...?"
The pirate who'd been cursing at his comrades just moments ago suddenly went quiet, as though something had finally occurred to him.
"Ha! Right! Why can't we just take those for ourselves?!"
"...Huh?"
"We've always been given the spoils, haven't we?!"
The others fell silent.
