Team Cerberus, respond if you hear me.
Cerberus!
Uuuurgh!
Oh, you're such a pest!
Cerberus, we've received new orders and are on the move. What's the status on your end?
Uuuurgh!
The status is we're wiping up your mess.
No openings in the visuals. We're surrounded.
...What is your location? Kamui and I will be right there!
Tend to ya own matters, good sirs.
Hey, wait.
After cutting off communications, Vera punts the Corrupted in front at the faraway enemies, and adjusts her posture using this breathing room.
Asimov, Asimov, Asimov... That lil' cog-head!
The guy put a restriction lock on my frame, saying that the battery still needs some calibratin' so it can't be used. You serious, man?
The three are engaging enemies in different areas of the factory. Vera had Noctis support No. 21 while she faces off against the Corrupted in front of her alone.
What's a battery?
You dum-dum! Now ain't lecture time!
I'm no dum-dum.
The comms aren't for you two to bicker. Give me timely updates!
How fascinating. Don't you feel fear?
Fear... Oh, I would so fear you leaving my reach, dear Roland.
And find a giant spear right through my gullet? Didn't think I'd be discovered, though. I thought avoiding the Strike Hawks were enough.
And that reckless and lunatic fighting style... You'd fare much better as an Ascendant than a Babylonian. How about it? Want a little squeeze of the Punishing Virus?
Well, try offering something else, but becoming an Ascendant? I'll have to decline.
Why?
Because pain is good. Whether it's my own, or someone else's.
And pain, fair Ascendant, is something of a human thing.
Vera cuts a Corrupted in two while speaking, then points her blade at Roland.
You make it sound like we aren't "human," Cerberus.
So are you?
Naturally, no... Keep boxing them in!
Uuuurgh!