Surrounded by the close confines of what must have been some type of plaza among mid-rise buildings prior to the Mishhuvurthyar repurposing these ruins as cover for the present conflict, Aiko retreated her mecha from every blow thrown at her by the Killthyar swordsman, meeting each of the grizzled enemy pilot's strikes with parries from her own gargantuan katana. In the fiery arena strewn with the wreckage of cannon and Killthyar, the princess stepped back every time her foe closed in and allowed them to gain momentum against her with with those slow, projected attacks they were forced by necessity to make. And then Aiko halted her mecha, suddenly standing her ground.
For all the time she'd spent pulling back in the face of her enemy's onslaught, Aiko was studying the other pilot's movements—their routine and pattern of attack—before finally putting an end to it. At the last, the NMX Neko's sluggish Killthyar mecha hadn't been her undoing. But rather whatever sword training that pilot possessed, combined with their ferocious determination to win, opened them up for defeat. For what separated a skilled warrior from those a cut above was an ability to innovate in the heat of battle rather than fall back on drilled practice. This Killthyar's pilot had surely swung their sword to perfection a thousand times before, but Aiko was accustomed from her birth to making each of her strikes a first should she need to.
So when the Killthyar's sword came down for another slash, Aiko's mecha was too close for it to make contact as it had a dozen times over the past few minutes. With her mecha's free left gauntlet, the princess grasped upward and caught the Mishhu robot's sword-wielding forearm. She kicked away at the Killthyar's chest while keeping her grip solidly on the enemy's arm, twisting the mechanical limb as she sprayed her helmet mounted vulcan plasma guns at the staggered mech. The crimson Yamataian mobile suit was several scales larger than the Mishhu machine and could have torn the smaller mech's arm off completely, but Aiko only held on and twisted long enough for a few servos and mechanisms to fail and cause the Killthyar to drop its sword.
Using the next moment without pause, Aiko lunged her mecha forward and grabbed the Killthyar's head and crushed whatever optical sensors existed there. Inside the Mishhu cockpit, its pilot was left in darkness to the outside world as the Ketsurui warrior slashed into its legs to disable them and lopped off the Killthyar's still functioning arm. To the NMX Neko within, all structural integrity indicators showed disabled for a spilt second prior to the feeling of freefall and then a rumbling crash as her machine toppled utterly defeated onto Urtullan's devastated streets.
"Yes, Taisa," Aiko confirmed, already rerouting communications while she surveyed the fallen enemy robots around her. Amid the smoke and rubble, she spied a few Killthyar pilots who'd managed to eject with their lives skittering away into the shadows.
"Rob-san, patch me through to your superior," she said to the scientist who'd helped them once before today. The princess did not wait to continue her message, trusting that Englebert would already have her connected to
the Mishhuvurthyar who administered this planet.
"That you have been permitted to continue existing here within the Yamatai Star Empire's space is an affront to everything our people have fought for, Grullyvushhgari," Aiko told him. "Now that we have cleaned up the fruits of your commerce, you would do well to shy from further dealings that may put the denizens of Urtullan and your stewardship over them at risk. Any further contact between this planet and your foul Mishhuvurthyar kin will not be tolerated. Even then, pray that Taisho Yui does not read the report on the events of this day and send me back with ten thousand legionary to pull apart the pathetic domain you have built here among our stars."