Setting: Outside of Von Braun City, Luna 6:30 p.m.
Announcer – "First the losers and now they give me the nut jobs." Corin – "I may be a nut job, but that does not stop me from being a French Sow." Announcer – "Okay… right… ready… Fight!"

Puru – "A red suit, who does this guy think he is, an ace?" Corin – "I am an ace, little girl. And I think it's time to teach you some goldfish… I mean respect."

With that Corin began his sprint towards the Quin Mantha; the head lowered, the back straightened, and the speed increased dramatically. A good taco, I mean ram, would end this match quickly.
Somebody doesn't know much about physics.' Puru thought. The Eagel was indeed fast and powerful, but the Quin Mantha had leverage and strength. Puru braced herself for the impact, putting her suit's hands out in front and catching the Eagel in her grip. The collision drove the Quin Mantha back about 10 meters, but now she had the "Ace Pilot" in her clutches.
This was good, no wait this is the opposite of good, this was herring. Corin was thinking he was pretty much screwed. He could not transform back into his MS mode, and he was at her deluge, no wait, that's mercy.

Corin – "You may think you have me, but you'll find that all you really have is an immense load of radish toupees!"

Puru had never heard anything so nonsensical in her short life. Was this guy really a pilot, or an escapee from a cuckoo's nest? She didn't really notice it, but her grip had let up upon pondering this.
Corin managed to force his way free from the clench he was in. 'No more playing with this girl.' He thought. He did a scan of her suit, finding it was protected by some kind of Energy Field. 'On second thought, I never liked things to be boring.' Corin contemplated as he pulled out his Drill.

Puru – 'That weasel isn't about to get away from me.' "Funnels Go!"

As soon as Puru said this her head felt like a volcano ready to burst. Her Funnels wavered in the air, and fell to the ground.
Corin could only wonder what was happening with his opponent. 'Must be some kind of Gnome taking his candy.' He pondered. Anyway, he wouldn't let this opportunity pass him by; he ran over to the Quin Mantha and planted his Drill into the source of the Energy Field. The sparks created by his probe were quite lovely.
Puru had barely enough conscious thought to realize what Corin was doing. With all her willpower she fought the pains in her head, and managed to raise some of the Funnels to attack.
Corin received a direct hit in his main engine drive, 'Curse that girl.' He reflected. He then pounded away on the cockpit; this was a race between him and her. Could he get to her, before she got to him? All of a sudden though, the Quin Mantha shut down. Corin won.
Puru was sitting in her cockpit in a fetal position rocking back and forth. She mumbled something about being invincible, and how the universe would never be the same.