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"We don't have enough time to run away. We need to finish the fight now!"

"B-but Misato said..."

"I heard what she said, Shinji, but let me tell you what I'm seeing. I see one of those timer things that you Lilim use to measure how long things take. It is currently going down VERY QUICKLY."

"But if I get to close-"

"Uh...you alright there, new guy?"

"Listen to me, Shinji!"
Sachiel shouted, completely invisible to the other two passengers in the entry plug. "If this thing stops working, you're not the only one who'll bite it. These two will be in danger, and not to mention the REST OF YOUR ENTIRE RACE!" Sachiel got up close to Shinji's face. "So get in there and kick my Bro's ASS!"

A pause.

"...Okay."

"Good. Now, when I say go, I want you to rush Shamsiel."

"...With what?"

"You leave that to me..."

And with that, the Angel of Water dove downwards, phasing through the floor of the entry plug.

Down, down, deep into the core of the armored creature. Deep to the soul resting within.

...

Who are you?

I Am. Sachiel. I Am the Covering of God. Guardian of the One Connected with the Light of Your Soul.

I see.

He is...Precious to You. I feel it.

Yes.

I Want to Help Him. I Wish to Protect Him.

Will you Let Me?

...

Yes.

Inside the Entry Plug, something could be felt, stirring below. Suddenly, a voice came on inside the Plug, unfamiliar to Kensuke and Touji.

Shinji, however, knew the voice.

"INSTRUMEMORY SYSTEM ENGAGED. PREPPING IMPACT LANCE."

"Sachiel?"

Outside, the Eva got up slowly, a faint glow emanating from the exposed pieces of "skin."

The glow intensified near the damaged arm of the Purple behemoth, radiating more and more until it was near-blinding.

Abruptly, the glow dissipated. The armor on the forearm of the Evangelion was repaired. Repaired, but...altered, as if it had come off another like it.

Gone was the purple with green highlights. In its place was an armor that was sleeker than the previous, colored a drudgingly dark green. The armor plating continued on, off of the elbow, jutting outwards from the joint.

But most noticeably changed was the hand. The five slender digits of the Eva were covered on the back by two series of armored plates, giving the illusion of a three-fingered hand. And in the center of the palm was a peculiar hole.

With a shrill whine, a pale spine of energy slowly rose from the back of the elbow, moving parallel to the elbow's sleek fin.

The Impact Lance was ready.

"You ready, Shinji?"

The two passengers looked up in confusion. Shinji, however, nodded in confirmation, face hardened into a look of determination.

"Let's go! ASSKICKING TIME!"

And with that, Shinji roared as he willed Unit-01 to leap at the Angel.