Laying on the flat expanse of flesh, Lunamaria gazed upwards at Murrue's towering form. Annoyingly, she was back to where she started, tiny and insignificant compared to the massive Natural. Despite being gigantic in every sense of the word, the 30 mile tall Luna was only 1/16th the size of the Captain. Noticeable, but hardly a threat.

Or so she hoped Murrue thought, if she even noticed the (relatively) small girl below her. Trained as an Elite during this era of Mobile Suit combat, Lunamaria had at least some training in Infantry anti-MS countermeasures, and comparatively, Murrue was small in scale compared to a normal person and a Mobile Suit. More than anything, she had been trained to find solutions to tough situations, and she knew what to do. It wasn't much of a plan, but it was better than nothing.

High above, 450 miles above, to be exact, Murrue stood, breathing slowly, although she could tell that she didn't really need to. If Space could kill her, it already would have. A bigger worry of hers was ZAFT retaliation, 480 miles above the surface of the Earth is at the edge of the atmosphere, so space based Mobile Suits and Battleships could easily be on an even orbit with most of the parts of her body above her waist, and she didn't exactly want to get shot in the eye with a Lohengrin or other heavy beam weaponry. In the distance she could see one Orb's space stations, Ame-no-Misashira, moving by while orbiting the Earth at an elevation roughly equal to her breasts. With her uniform torn and dirtied by her earlier encounter with an island, the soldiers aboard doubtlessly were taking in the view of their lives as they passed by the fleshy mountains that put Mount Everest to shame.

Far below, Lunamaria ran quickly through the toe-deep water, running towards a nearby island. The giant towering far above her was paying her no heed, so Lunamaria made the best of the situation. Bending down, she scooped up the small mountainous island in her massive hands, compressing the dirt with her hands with such intense force that the loose dirt around the stone of the mountain fused into rock and glass. Then, opening her uniform jacket, she stuffed the balllike object into her shirt so that she didn't have to hold it. Then, moving carefully now, not wanting to attract the behemoth's attention, she moved behind Murrue's legs. She stretched for a second, picking up a mountain and rubbing it between her hands for extra traction. Then she backed up a dozen steps or so and assumed a sprinter's position. At some unheard mark, she launched herself forwards as fast as she could, her massive feet throwing water dozens of miles behind her as she propeled herself forwards. And then, she leaped as high as she could. The massive coordinator girl soared through the air, impossibly high, until she impacted her target: The back of Murrue's knee. With the force of a million tons of TNT, Lunamaria struck the fleshy pillar, knocking it forwards and bringing the titanic Murrue down to one knee.

The weight of even 1 knee of a 480 mile woman is immense beyond belief, and when all that weight struck the ground it caused a tremor that likely smashed the Pacific continental plate. Lunamaria, who had thrown herself quickly aside in order to avoid being crushed between Murrue's thigh and calf, was knocked off her feet by the impact. But she quickly got back up, and ran around in front of Murrue, who was looking around in surprise. Before her unbelievably gigantic nemesis could react, Lunamaria jumped and climbed on top of Murrue's leg at the knee that was on the ground, and ran on top of the massive thigh that was longer than her until she reached Murrue's waist. She ducked to dodge one of the Natural's gigantic hands that swatted at her, then grabbed onto Murrue's shirt and pulled herself upwards, ripping the already torn cloth under her weight but gaining valuable altitude. Then, she pulled the island-projectile out of her shirt and threw it as hard as she could... at the vial of unrefined growth serum in Murrue's hand, which was not fairly close to her. The rock struck the vial and cracked the bottom of it, which was still made of only glass no matter how big it was. A precious few drops dripped out of the cracks, and again demonstrating her superior speed Lunamaria jumped off the surprised Murrue and caught ran under the drops before they could hit the ocean, making them all impact the top of her head.

Only a few drops hit Lunamaria before the crack spread on the bottom of the vial, the near vaccum around it causing the liquid to boil and shatter the glass, which sent the growth liquid flying outwards in all directions to land all over the world. But what the effects of that might be didn't worry Lunamaria or Murrue, as suddenly the smaller Coordinator girl began to scream at the top of her lungs. The unrefined serum had been labeled "Unsafe" and Murrue now saw why, as the smaller girl dropped to the ground and began rolling about in pain.

Then, it happened. Tears rolling down her cheeks, mouth open screaming in agony, Lunamaria never noticed her chest swell outwards to the point of bursting. She didn't notice her muscles begin to swell and become more defined, or as she began to grow in spurts, her huge body covering islands as she expanded.