Zero slowly walks forward as he's surrounded by Mavericks. His gaze is much colder than usual as he stares at his foes. How boring... trying to overwhelm me? He reels back his Z-Yamato and in the blink of an eye, he dashes around the area, rending space as he slices through each and every Maverick. He lands back to his original position, slowly sheathing the blade as the surrounding area feels the effects of his swift movement. Terrain is cut to pieces and falls apart, and the enemy machines all explode in unison. Zero stands up and adjusts his collar. Scum.