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Huh? That was… odd, it must be his eyes fooling him. The scanners have just picked a second, albeit smaller signal speeding towards the head of the deity. Was this some kind of trick from the Getter machine? What the hell was he supposed to do? He was never taught how to handle this kind of tactic back in the day. Suddenly the computer picked up some speech coming from Akira Fudo, the dialog of course made it to the computer. The words themselves weren't that of the conventional English speaking language, puzzling the prince a bit. What or who was speaking to him, was that signal actually a pilot? "U-uzahra…" He was trembling a bit, the prince was timid of course, this might possibly be the first time he has ever encountered a human since the age of Atlantis. "P-project on the computer what the Uzahra is picking up… please?" He requested, an audible gulping was heard from him. As soon as he saw Devilman, he jumped back horrified, his blood running cold. Was that a human? How...

The prince watched as the energy signal sped throughout the computer's, it almost looked too random. What was this pilot's game? He must've already caught Uzahra on the scanner and decided to act like a lunatic, all to bring him to a false sense of security. Kushala isn't gonna fall for such barbaric acts, no, he must keep his guard up. As the deity continued on its hunt, the clouds soon became thicker and thicker, signaling Kushala that they made it to the alps. Fortunately for the pilot, the Getter machine seemed to have landed in the general area, surely preparing an ambush. Right? Well whatever it was, someone like Kushala wasn't gonna be so easily discouraged. "Uzahra, lower yourself from the clouds slowly, we still don't know if he's friend… or foe." He ordered, prompting the giant deity to descend over the Getter machine, the nature of its armor causing lightning to form from the clouds. The beast soon exposed its whole body, an intimidating figure to be sure. Kushala...

Kushala spent some time within the depths of Uzahra, spying on the human base and the two energy signals in said base. He'd be lying if he said that this was rather engaging, with a part of him wanting to just blitz them gun blazing, but that just won't do any good in the long run. No, he must be patient and wait for the opportune moment. Well… that what he would've done if it weren't for the sudden caution sign blaring across the room, prompting to sit up, alert and admittedly kinda spooked if he might add. He hurried to find the source of the sudden spike on the computer, unknowingly to him came from a Getter Beam. Kushala might've been rusty with the controls sure, but he still had what it takes to find the readings. Now that he took a look at the readings, it looked almost familiar. "Wait a minute…" He said to himself, pulling up another reading within Uzahra's folders, the energy readings of Getter Robo G. What are the odds? "I should be patient more often-" He scanned for...

Two signatures… and an active military base from the looks of it, so humanity is still running around..." Kushala's curiosity only spiked when the news finally hit home, turns out Uzahra was catching wind of two signatures and not a singular machine like he presumed. This changed everything in plans, and to make matters worse, they're at a military base, an active one at that. Kushala would never call himself human, but he knew that they'll have no problem trying to shoot him, it was common sense for any militaristic species. Unfortunately this knowledge only made the aura in Uzahra more tense. On the bright side, he and Uzahra are more aware about them than they are about him, and it seems that the personnel on foot are more occupied than usual, but that was only one pro ontop the piles and piles of cons. Kushala took in a deep breath, if anyone could've watched him, they would've thought he was composed. But in Kushala's head it was a whole different story, the prince was...

At that very moment it seemed that Uzahra had a mind of its own, rushing at the energy detection the satellite picked up. "Oh cra- '' He screamed out, stumbling back and falling on his butt. "Ouch-'' He winced, rubbing his waist. "Uzahra yield! Halt! Stop! Do something…!" He frantically ordered the beast, struggling to even get on his feet. The computer finally registered Kushala's order, prompting the Guardian deity to stop in its tracks, the action almost sending the prince flying forward. He winced, rubbing his head as he got to his feet. "Why didn't they install seats…" He mumbled to himself, feeling a tad sick. Despite his condition, he pushed forward, checking on the computer as to what caught Uzahra's attention. That's odd, Uzahra picked up a signal where he onced remembered to be the alps, even Uzahra, albeit outdated, computer identified a signal at the once isolated location. What should he do? Just ignore it and push it back to his mind? No, he felt like he should at...

There was this deafening silence, Kushala didn't mutter a single word as helplessly stared at the computer screen. This place felt empty, barren, dead, nothing like the lush world he was born in, not even an urban utopia that Uzahra has witnessed. It was a mess to Kushala, this had to be a result of a war. He himself was at a loss of words, recalling his actions moments ago, having to leave the safety of Uzahra to bury his fallen Alantians, not bearing to see their decomposed bodies littered in the beast. Tears formed in his eyes at the memories, prompting him to wipe away the forming tears in his eyes. He needed to be strong, his people needed a strong leader, not some… wimp. As Kushala instructed, Uzahra was soaring higher and higher into the clouds to cover more ground. Kushala couldn't help but notice on the scanners of the remnants of countless battles, destroyed mechs and warships, very different looking ones at that from the rather simple looking Getter Robo G. That...