As the Fire Moon arrives, the giant sun hangs high in the sky.
Even in this northern continent nation, some areas are beginning to feel the "scorching summer."
Gawain turned to the last page of the documents in front of him. The charts and data started to slowly settle in his mind. After a few seconds of contemplation, he looked up at Rebecca and Maji in front of him, "So the recent attempts to break through the 'Missile Limit' have all failed?"
"...Yes, they all failed," Rebecca said dejectedly with her head down, "No matter if it's increasing the thrust of the propulsion array or changing the layout of the Wind Force Field, none of the methods worked. I have organized all the detailed records of each failure; those are what you just saw."
