Announcer – "Welcome to the Second Round of the Tournament. This Round is different from the previous one, in that there are no rules (regarding combat that is, the tournament is still governed by rules of progression and what have you). Kill or be killed, fire or be fired upon, and stuff like that. Now that the anarchy is in order, let's start the 2nd Round. Ready… Fight!" Amuro – 'Luna certainly has changed since last I visited it.' Garrod – 'Is that my target? Tiffa told me I would face a force far beyond anything I have fought against before; and my instincts seem to be agreeing with her.' Amuro – 'Well, he's not a Newtype; still, that is no reason to take this lightly.'
Amuro decided to check what impressions this place was giving off; he was not even using his full Newtype perceptions, and he was screaming in pain. Never before had he received such impressions of such death and pain. He knew that before any longer, he would pass out from the experience, so he deactivated the T-Frame. 'It almost seems as though someone wanted me to fight like this.' thought Amuro, 'I guess it will at least make the fight equal.' He then deactivated and discarded the Fin Funnels.
Garrod turned off his comm. system after hearing the screams of pure pain coming from the other Gundam. Even though they were supposed to be killing one another, Garrod couldn't help but feel empathy for the man in there. When the screams faded and those huge devices on the Nu Gundam fell of, Garrod figured it was the proper time to begin fighting.
That Gundam X could really move; Amuro had a headache, but if he had continued using the T-Frame it would have been lethal. His opponent was starting right off the bat with his Beam Sword, something which seemed impetuous to Amuro. He answered the advance by pulling his own Beam Saber in kind. The two Gundams locked in a deadly struggle, traded blow for blow; their Sabers shone with lethal intent in the dark passageways.
Garrod did not think he was gaining much ground, the Nu Gundam was bigger and stronger then his own Double X. His opponent was a master of Mobile Suit combat, with skills beyond his own. Yet, this Amuro was still only human, and capable of making mistakes. Garrod managed to score a hit on the Nu Gundam's left arm, which resulted in a minor explosion. It was at this time that Garrod knew he could win; as long as he didn't give up he could wear down Amuro.
It was clear to Amuro that the fight was not going in his favor. Double X was faster, lighter on its feet, and more heavily armed. Amuro had lost one of his Beam Sabers along with his left arm's functions. He had never thought that his performance would suffer this much just by lacking his Newtype powers. He had once fought without them, or had he used them then and not been aware of it? For good or bad, Amuro decided that winning this fight to find what lay beyond was more important than a headache and pain. Putting all his force into it he screamed, 'Funnels go!'
Garrod heard the words come out of nowhere, quite unsettling. Then in rushed the equipment Nu Gundam had dropped at the start of the fight came after him. Each one flew as if by its own accord, and fired a Particle Cannon with deadly accuracy. 'I guess this fight won't be as easy as I thought.' He tried firing at the things, but targeting and hitting small fast objects is harder then one thinks. In the middle of all this, Garrod noticed that the Nu Gundam was not moving. He took a hit from one of the Funnels to his shield, fired his Buster Rifle, and managed to get one of the things!
Amuro was in agony, it was all he could do to control the Funnels. Garrod must have seen this, because he was now firing that Beam Rifle of his at the Nu Gundam. Amuro tried to focus, but he could not keep it together; he could not continue fighting the voices, so he submitted. The voices rushed him, filling him with the blind wrath of billions. Time seemed to slow down; the Energy Wave came in, but the Funnels came faster. They formed a pyramid-shaped Energy Shield around the Nu-Gundam, preventing any damage. He could see the fear in Garrod's heart, the surprise in his eyes, the soul filled with unconditional horror. Amuro fired his Beam Rifle with more confidence then he ever had before. In ordinary circumstances, it would have been a difficult shot; the Double X was trying to avoid the attack it knew was coming, its center torso somehow seemed to some closer, the shot went straight through the cockpit and the pilot. Amuro considered if this was the true power of a Newtype. Amuro now understood; he was unstoppable… unbeatable… without equal… no, he was invincible.
