... Okay there was really no time to dwell on being Cure Heart.

That Machoke-it was choke, right? Champ was the one with all the arms, right?-looked pretty angry and it was coming right for her. The name of the attack it was using slipped her mind, but Anno knew that she didn't want to get hit by it. But... But she was a Precure now! And being a Precure meant she was quite possibly one of the most hand-to-hand-oriented magical girls! Squaring up her feet, Anno drew back her right hand. If it was charging up an attack that meant it'd probably not be able to react too well to anything she did! Slamming one foot down, the currently-blonde girl rushed forward, feeling the air whip past her as she sprinted at speeds previously unattainable!

Curling her hand into a fist, the moment she got close she ducked low and swung her fist upward to deliver a hard blow directly to the Pokemon's chest! She was a Precure, after all, they fought monsters all the time!