If there was one thing that the guardian mecha had learned, it was that peace was temporary.
Such as right now.
It was but a perfect day when the seas of consciousness were relatively peaceful, save for one that had been in constant rage.
But it could be ignored, for one was still at extreme peace. However, one could not simply close an eye when both seas were raging.
And one of them was caused by this accursed system.
"D-29! One does not simply get rivals like that! To have a rival, one must at least be fighting in the same league!"
"So, what more for love rivals?!" Exclaimed an exasperated mecha who was trying not to pummel one blabbermouth.
"Sid."
It was a stern voice that Sid had not expected to hear at such a critical moment.
"Ma—Master?"
"What love rival?" Xavier had been sensitive to such things lately, and even if they whispered it or said it in sign, the prince would've likely discovered any form of threat.
He just didn't think it'd be of this kind.
