"I know how that sounds. Waging a war to end war," Allelujah replied, weighing the spool of string in the hand not preoccupied by the kite. The same one that had charged the controls for Arios at NiSaris and gunned down countless Ohm as though they were nothing more than animals.

The same that Hallelujah had used, all fiery nerves and violent resolve, to crash his Gundam straight into the carapace of a leviathan.

He knew well how it sounded, how it must've looked.