The curtain rises on the campaign against the Draktor stronghold and the Ixia commences an all-out offensive. The tides of war ebb and flow in Yamato and company's favor through their strategies and wits. However, they would soon be blindsided by the Draktors' schemes.
All this friendly fire is insane... 
They really can't tell friend from foe.
Sie können nicht mehr unterscheiden und
ballern sich gegenseitig um. Krass!
Se matan entre sí al no distinguir amigo de enemigo.
Tous ces tirs croisés, c’est de la folie…
Ils n’arrivent pas à distinguer leur camp.
Davvero non riescono
 a distinguere tra alleati e nemici.