The Undying Mecha Emperor

I pointed at Margaret and sent a tiny stream of red energy into her mecha to bring her strength up a couple of notches.

She wasn't quite at Emma's level, but she wasn't far.

"I don't think she needs to be exactly at Emma's level to win. The fight will be much more interesting this way." I thought to myself.

Margaret and Emma clashed in a powerful collision that would have ended the fight and destroyed both practice mechas if they were both not enhanced by experimental mecha cores.

But they were both unharmed by the clash and began their deadly dance of death.

Emma was very much the aggressor in that fight as she relentlessly unleashed attack after attack with her twin swords.

Although I did say that Margaret's fighting style was that of a deadly assassin, one that usually went for the jugular, that particular style was completely useless against the highly armored Emma.

She was pushed completely into the defensive, and she merely parried or blocked Emma's attack with an assassin's efficiency and fluidity.

Much like a cobra biding its time for the perfect fatal strike, Margaret withdrew every ounce of killing intent from her attacks and very easily pulled Emma into a false sense of superiority.

It was fearsome just how comfortable the brutal exchange between the two of them looked.

"This Margaret is a competent and mature fighter." General Anthony Chang commented.

"Indeed. She is able to instantly judge that she is underpowered, and she responded perfectly. Hell, if I didn't have my decades of experience, I would also be lulled into complacency with how this fight is turning out!"" Admiral Terry Wei exclaimed. "The Navy wants her! You two greedy bastards stay away from her!"

"She is good." General Peter Long merely grunted. But even that was extremely high praise from the compliment-scrooge General of the Army.

For the next few minutes, they continued their high speed battle and pushed the price of their stocks sky high in the minds of the military scouts and generals watching.

Elsewhere, I continued to destroy the enemy mechas like a ferocious death god in the midst of juicy targets. My powerful attacks managed to tie up a large number of mechas around me, and so did the other four remaining team mates of mine.

But as hard as we tried, we were not able to hold back the deluge of mechas streaming past us.

Hundreds then thousands of enemy mechas surged around us and continued to chase after the remaining one hundred mechas.

The question that needed answering was why the hell all of the enemy's forces were baited so completely to chase after such a small number of mechas.

What the hell was the enemy commander doing?

But that was life. And such was a battle. Shit happens.

The enemy surged past us and directly into the prepared ambush.

And as Margaret and Emma started to engage each other in a high profile battle, Sheera Lin sprung the trap on the enemy.

She sent her two thousand mechas charging forward from the rear first.

"CHAAARGEEE!!"

"KILL THOSE COCKY SENIORS!!!"

"ALL HAIL THE FIRST GRADERS!!"

"ALL HAIL SHEERA! GODDESS OF WARR!!"

With a thunderous roar, they boomed their way towards the enemy.

"Ambush from the rear!!! Battalions five through seven! Turn around and face them!! AMBUSH FROM THE REAR!!! BATTALIONS F-"

Crash!

A first grade mecha hidden within a pile of dead mechas couldn't help but send his spear to smash the enemy leader's head!!

"Ambush!!" The mecha next to the leader cried out in shock as he swung his greatsword towards the hidden first grader. However, crash!!!

Another first grader poked his sword out and stabbed his belly.

Just like that, the first field commander of the army died almost in complete uselessness.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Sheera Lin's main army was able to charge very close to the enemy before the other field commanders situated further away managed to notice them and rally some sort of defense against her.

"Battalions five through seven!! Go!! Counter charge!! Now!! Counter charge!!" Screamed a panicked fifth grader field commander.

For a brief moment, there was chaos as the three battalions stopped their charge forward, turned around and began to charge towards Sheera Lin.

At that very moment before they could gain any sort of momentum, Sheera finally gave the order for the one thousand five hundred hidden mechas to attack!!

"All units, all out attack. Kill or be killed. To the last mecha!!" Her voice rang out like the clarion of a war trumpet.

"ATTAAAAAACKKKKK!!!!"

"PEEKABOOOO *SSHOLES!!!!!"

"GRYAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

"DIEEEEEEEEEE DUMBASSESSSSS"

The thousand five hundred mechas who were hiding within the piles of dead mechas burst out of their hiding places with great exhilaration!

They had been waiting and waiting for the order to be given, their hearts pounding in excitement and their hands sweating profusely.

When Sheera finally gave the order, they exploded with pent up energy and caught the enemy completely by surprise!!

It was the final large scale surprise for the day. Everything else happened according to plan after that.

Sheera's plan, that is.

It only took a very short fifteen minutes for the final massacre to be over.

I didn't even manage to kill another hundred mechas before every single enemy on the battlefield was blackened!!

"So this is how a complete rout is like." I thought to myself as I marvelled at the battlefield.

Our triumphant army spent the next five minutes screaming out with overwhelming cries of victory before someone noticed that a very exciting fight was still going on.

The cries of victory quickly died down as everybody started to circle the two final combatants and watch the final fight of the day.

Ironically, although the fight was won by the first graders, the final and most exciting fight did not involve any of them!

It was between a third grade regular student and a second grade gifted student!

By that time, Margaret had utterly riled up Emma to the point of indescribable rage.

Her attacks were starting to become reckless.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! BANG!!!

She unleashed a rapid fire triple slash on Margaret's half destroyed shield and a powerful kick to try and push her off balance.

But Margaret coolly blocked all her attacks.

"Fight me, damn you!" Emma shouted angrily.

"I am fighting you." Margaret replied with an irritating chuckle.

"Fight me properly!" Emma shouted again as she carelessly raised both swords to make a massive twin overhead swing.

Swoooshh!!!

Emma threw her entire body weight behind that strike like a girl swinging down a toy hammer in a strength measuring game in the arcade.

At that moment, the deadly cobra that was Margaret finally struck.

As the massive swing by Emma was hurtling down, Margaret darted forward lightly and sent her greatsword in an upward trajectory at great speed.

Coupled with Emma's forward momentum, Margaret's attack smashed upon Emma's comparatively more fragile head with the strength of a freight train.

CRASHHH!!!!!!

It immediately broke through the upper limit of Emma's defenses and dealt critical damage on her sensors.

"Like this?" Margaret asked her teasingly as she followed up her brutal attack with a quick pivot of her left leg, unleashing a couple of powerful shield bashes to further disorient and break Emma's balance.

BAM! BAM!

Poor Emma wasn't able to react in time and for the first time that day, her mecha collapsed and fell to the ground!

There was not the slightest hesitation on Margaret's part as she mercilessly chained several more devastating attacks on Emma to finish the job.

STOMP! STOMP!! CRASH!!

Even though she had received critical damage, Emma did not give up.

From underneath Margaret's heel, she fired her thrusters at full strength, and exploded backwards with great speed to avoid Margaret's killing blows.

"FINISH HER! FINISH HER!"

"DESTROY THE GIFTED PROGRAM LOSERS!"

"HAHAHA! DIE! DIE! DIEE!!"

The crowd roared their approval of how the battle turned out.

Spurred on by the crowd's enthusiasm, Margaret fired her own thrusters to chase after Emma.

However, Emma carried a movement-based experimental mecha core, and she was able to easily keep her distance.

And additionally, Emma's emotions had finally reached critical boiling point.

From my position, I could clearly sense her anger and... her slowly but surely rising level of strength.

"She is like me." I realized suddenly. "Her powers can be triggered by intense emotion!"

And right before my eyes, Emma's strength slowly rose, and her already mind blowingly high movement speed increased once more.

"Margaret! You're good! You're really good! I will give my all to defeat you today!" Emma cried out as she started to fly around in a strange, circular pattern in the air.

At first I was confused.

"What the hell is she doing?" I couldn't help but ask aloud.

However, the answer soon presented itself.

VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!!

A massive sonic boom sounded as she obliterated the sound barrier.

"She is gathering momentum! Margaret, watch out!" I shouted in shock. "Her next attack could be fatal! EMMA YOU CRAZY LUNATIC! STOP FIGHTING ALREADY!"