a black/red Command Wolf fighting the Gordos,
Van: Leave him alone.
Irvine: That's the kid I met yesterday.
Van: You again!
Irvine: Hey kid, sit back and watch the skills of a real Zoid pilot.
He moves against the Gordos, and locks heads with it after several moments the Gordos gives, and falls to the ground, with a wail.
Van: Hey! Zeke! Zeke launches and merges with the Shield Liger.
Irvine: An Organoid!
his Command Wolf has a damaged front leg.
Irvine: Ah! come on, man!
Van gets out of his Liger, and runs to the Gordos.
Van: Gordos! are you okay? Come on, move or something!
Fiona: Do you think he's going to be okay?
Irvine is shelling the area with explosive rounds from an anti-Zoid rifle.