Now that she'd been galvanized into action, collateral damage could no longer be avoided and Murrue knew that anything under her would be long dead by now. Picking herself up off the ground, the Captain sized up her opponent.

Murrue was no fool, knowing that if she simply charged in she would end up like Cagalli, but even worse. Her opponent was twice as tall as her, stronger, faster, and better trained. She didn't have much hope in a direct confrontation, but at such a massive size there was little she could do to even the odds. Even if the Mariana Trench and Mount Everest were right next to each other, she would have to duck to hide herself, if she could even fit more than her foot inside it. She had no weapons and no way to get a real tactical advantage, the only thing going for her was her smaller size that, hopefully, would give her a speed advantage againt her massive opponent.

Taking in a massive breath, Murrue charged forwards at the red headed Coordinator, who stood watching her with a smile on her face. As soon as Murrue closed within striking distance, a massive bare foot shot out in a slashing sideways kick that would have probably taken Murrue's head off, if Lunamaria's heel had made contact. But all that the massive blow struck was air, the several mile long foot meeting no resistance.

Via a feat of agility that she never knew she possessed, Murrue ducked under the blow, throwing herself into a tackle, and launching towards Lunamaria's supporting leg. With enough force to destroy a small country, Murrue struck the Coordinator's thigh, knocking her off balance. Slowly, the nearly 30 mile tall Coordinator girl toppled over while the 15 mile Murrue clung onto her leg. With the force of several nuclear weapons, the massive pile of female flesh struck Orb's giantess-torn main island, doubtlessly wiping out any survivors.

But Lunamaria wasn't that easy an opponent. Only minorly fazed by the impact, the titanic girl spun herself upwards, raising herself on her hands with her legs held overhead, split apart. Her pink skirt hung downwards, the massive clothing pulled by gravity, revealing the not quite as large but still massive Murrue who was still holding onto Lunamaria's legs. With practiced precision, the Coordinator girl began spining herself around, titanic hands pounding the ground as she picked up speed. Faster and faster she spun, the pounding of her hands shattering the island below her while her legs produced winds moving at speeds unheard of. Still, Murrue clung onto the Coordinator girl with a grip of steel, but her grip began to slip as the massive thighs to which she clung spun faster and faster. Finally, she lost her grip and was sent flying. Like a rocket, Murrue shot over the ocean surrounding the islands of Orb before slamming into another island, nearly knocking her out cold. Shakily, she rose to her feet as the massive footsteps of Lunamaria drew slowly closer, the confident Coordinator's face grinning as she closed in on her prey.