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Trusting Amate enough to watch over Deux, Woody leaves temporarily to buy clothes for the two, along with purchasing cold medicine in the case Deux shows any signs of developing a cold. While laying in her bed, Amate grows concerned over the lack of noise coming from the bathroom.

>Amate: Du? Don't tell me you fell asleep in there. I wanted to get a bath in tonight as well-

Feeling her visions clarity fluctuating, Amate moans as she feels the usual signs of a seizure coming.

>Amate: (Already? It...really hurts...!)

Meanwhile off the coast of Nova Scotia, a Federation Remnant naval fleet breaks off from its original travel path from the United Kingdom to New Yark to investigate fluctuating Minovsky Particle reads off the territories coast.

>Naval Captain: If you know what it is, then tell us.
>Researcher transmission: That is completely confidential! Immediately divert your course!
>Naval Captain: Unless you have an order from Admiral Coliny, we have authorization to investigate any Zeon pockets that may still be acting in this territory.
>Researcher transmission: This isn't Zeon! Hold your position and recall your Fisheye teams! I repeat-
>Fisheye pilot: About to enter the density field. So far, no signs of any Mobile Suit readings...wait, the field is starting to mov-

As white noise fills the Captain's radio, he sends out a ping for the Fisheye's deployed, only to find all of their signals reading as negative.

>Naval Captain: All hands, prepare for battle! Ready depth charges-

Within seconds, the primary aircraft carrier is dragged beneath the water, its escort vessels vanishing as massive beams burn their hulls into ash vapors.

>Naval Officer: I-is it a Grublo?!
>Naval Captain:...Dear god.

As a blood-red visor scans the crew of the bridge, the vessels Captain gives a prayer as a tentacle-like appendage jabs for his position. On the mainland, Woody observes the skies as the unnatural colors littering the dusky clouds begin to calm.