Something i´ve been toying with in my head for some time and finally put into text. This is just the prologue of what would probably be a light novel
We stood there motionless on the boarding platforms of each of our wing´s looking at each other through the filters on our helmets. Around us where the remains of the small battle we had just been part of. Both of our wings stood silent and motionless with weapons pointed at each others core but completely motionless. I could feel that my regeneration was no longer enough to keep my comm´s or even my helmet interface on but luckily just enough to keep my life support systems running. My counterpart seemed to be in the same state as me. His wing no longer had the distinguishing glow that his hades wing had during the battle.
My gaze wondered around admiring the stark differences between our wings. Mine was the standard Samael Frame. Humanoid in shape wit