Setting: Space Outside the Space Fortress Barge 4:30 p.m.
Gyunei – "Char! Where are you Char?" Treize – 'What rage. Perhaps it was folly to leave the Epyon.' Announcer – "Well… chicks don't dig losers. That alone should be incentive enough to win this match. Ready… Fight!"

Treize – 'It is a shame that I am the only one who chooses to fight like this.'

The Tallgeese II discard's its Dobergun. At the same moment, however, Treize activates the Heat Whip; a memento from the Epyon.

Gyunei had been told that this fight would be easy; a mere human against a Newtype. Still, that Whip looked nasty. Everything had been so much easier since he had surrendered to the voices he had once thought would destroy him; he had become invincible.

Treize saw the Jagd Doga rush towards him; those devices it kept on its shoulders were being released as well. The Tallgeese would alloy Treize to see a way through the ordeal, but that way might very well be fatal. The attacks came without warning; six different remote weapons, six different directions. This Gyunei had unprecedented clarity of thought.

Gyunei – "Thank you." Treize – "What are you talking about?"

Gyunei indeed answered Treize; the Funnels had found their target. In a distinct explosion, the Tallgeese lost one of its Vernier Engines.

Treize – 'That was most unwelcome.' Gyunei – "Face it; you don't have the skills to defeat me Oldtype." Treize – "My body may be 'held down' by gravity, but I find that it augments my strength." The Tallgeese II pulled out its Beam Saber, and without activating it began to beat it against its Shield. 'Come on; show me the power of a Newtype. Or are you afraid?'

Gyunei was not about to entertain this madman's challenge. 'The Funnels are more than enough to finish off this wounded fool.'

The Funnels came in; not what Treize had wanted, but the Tallgeese had a certain eminence to uphold. With one Engine gone, however, the Tallgeese moved quite inelegantly. Yet, it but served to make it tasking for Gyunei to lock on. In an abrupt spell of vivacity, the Heat Rod flared through the barren void to consume all of Gyunei's Funnels.

Gyunei – 'No, this is not the way it was supposed to go.' Treize – "Never has a stratagem endured beyond the initial engagement." Gyunei – "What's that supposed to mean?" Treize – "That victory is now without your grasp… err… You are defeated."

Gyunei could no longer stand the banter. He was in a blind frenzy; he pulled out his Two Beam Sabers to cut the Tallgeese II in half. He could still win, he saw his triumph. The last thing he saw was a Beam Saber coming through his Cockpit. His last thought was about how he had been betrayed. All the lies had led him to his end, to his death.

Treize – "Lady Une, please prepare a 21 gun salute to this fallen soldier. He fought splendidly, and we will honor his memory. This Tournament is exceedingly ignominious."