[ A vague sense of apprehension mingles with the strange oneness of the situation. Amuro has seen this before--or at least his own version of it. But this is different from the unforgiving half-dreams that visit his cagey head when tensions run high. Even when the layers of interference lift and morph into something that's nearly tranquil, there is very little about the space that actually feels stationary. Especially not when he can physically see the other pilot.
And still sense the incredible power of the machines at the core of the phenomenon. ]
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And still sense the incredible power of the machines at the core of the phenomenon. ]
It reacted to you, Setsuna. The Nu Gundam.