“I Won’t Forget”
Well, if last week hadn’t illuminated where we’re heading next, I think this one effectively sealed the deal. As Legion kicks off the next great round of human annihilation, things for Spearhead and Lena both are quickly assuming a state of dramatic (if not tragic) irony. For all the wants and hopes of peace, war remains a stubborn companion out for its slice of attention – and you better be sure it always gets what it wants in the end.
Much as elucidated by last episode’s cliffhanger, Legion has acquired some nifty and deadly weaponry over the intervening months. While having yet another anime cameo of Schwerer Gustav is just a little irksome for me at this point (seriously there’s other artillery pieces to take inspiration from, like this sexy beast), the implications aren’t: Morpheo gives Legion strategic strike capability that no one, not even Giad, can respond to or counteract in kind. It’s the sort of situation which forces hands, a conundrum with no intuitive answer. Sure, sending troops off on a veritable suicide mission seems rash and arrogant (especially when it’s 86ers you’re sending off), but it can often be the only choice, and when you’re on a timer – a timer that should be noted is probably less than three months – you do what you have to, not what you want to. Survival demands it.
Survival of course is what makes Spearhead’s vanguard status on this latest mission all the more imperative. While Gretha and the like, as previously discussed, do have a point that Shin and company shouldn’t have to do anything more, they also forget that these kids have a right to choose, and they chose to fight. Whether down to pride or familial connection, Spearhead are still intimately attached to the battlefield; what they’ve done, what they’ve yet to do, rest within their now very personal battle against the machine. You can see it best with Shin, he knows full well what others think of him, he believes deep down that he shouldn’t be here, yet it’s the path circumstance has thrown at him and for the sake of everyone past and present he will persevere to take all the bad onto his shoulders. It’s gritty determination covered in a veil of robotic cold, a state of mind carried on not so much because that’s who Shin actually is, but because it’s the only way he can stay true in the face of terror. To acknowledge it is to lose, to give in is to die; so long as Shin has comrades to care for he’ll put off his debt until the job is done.
And rest assured that debt has yet to reach its maximum. We all know how quickly things can go south in 86 after all, and given where we’re heading next, it’s a reasonable assumption some familiar faces won’t be making the trek back home.