"10…9…8…"
The numbers on the screen were counting down.
The deliberately created suspense had gripped the entire Leray Federation. In squares, on streets, in schools, in the military, in the Mecha Fighting Halls, everyone was anxiously staring at their televisions, afraid to blink at the final seconds of the countdown.
"4…3…2…1"
Everyone held their breath. Silence reigned.
On a distant hill, a familiar figure appeared before all the viewers.
"Magic Beast! It's Magic Beast!" Hearts nearly leaped out of everyone's chests.
The Magic Beast was silently jogging, with no companions in sight. Directly in its path were the three commanders of the Mythical Army and Reinhardt.
No one knew what would happen. Everyone was dumbfounded by what was unfolding. They watched as the lone Magic Beast gently leaped up the hill, its pace quickening, until it finally transformed into a howling gale and charged towards the four Mecha.
"He's crazy!" was the first thought in everyone's mind.
