The rope dug into Hirutila's hands as he gripped onto it, swinging rapidly from the castle towards the giant mech. Hirutila opened his eyes, fixating on the spot of landing, right in the robot's leg joint. But any feelings of optimism were quickly dashed when he saw a rain of fire fall out of the sky as the robot shot a gummi ship out of the sky like nothing. He gulped in fear as he saw the robot immediate return its attention back at the palace, charging up the beam rifle. 

[i]Only have one shot at this, I have to make this count, or we're all dead.[/i]

At that moment, however, Hirutila felt a sudden grasp upon his forearm. He instinctively jerked his head to the side and met eyes with the unexpected visitor. At least, he thought that's where his eyes would be. The figure was clad in dark purple armor, unlike anything he had ever seen. Hirutila should have known not to be surprised by anything anymore, yet this guy was more than he had expected to see, more like a character in some story than a real person. However, the grip on his arm confirmed the reality of the other, as did the sudden jerking as the armored man began to twist them. Hirutila's eyes widened in a mixture of disbelief and fear as he felt the two of them turn increasingly rapidly, the force of the cyclone becoming almost unbearable for a brief second, as he felt his entire body beginning to burn and crackle, like a pan of hot oil, coursing through his entire body, the heat and the energy jumping off him unlike anything he had ever felt before, it left him unable to move, before he felt the pressure on his arm release. The purple figure slowly began to drift away, as time seemed to slow down to a crawl for Hirutila, the other falling away from him back towards the ground, with Hirutila turning himself around, to see the Gundam growing closer and closer, as time snapped back to reality, he realized he was heading straight for the machine.

[i][b]"EAYAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"[/b][/i]

The old pirate crackled in the sky with the scream following after, a trail of lighting following behind him as he whizzed like a corkscrew across the sky right at the Gundam's weapon arm. The robot charged up its attack, nearing completion, ready to blow the palace off the face of the earth. However, Hirutaila was in full panic mode, heading straight for the machine, he held his arm out in front of his face as if the brace would save him from the impact. Tocsax may have given him a little extra shielding, but he was sure an impact at this speed right into the robot would be more than enough to at least break something good and well. His heart pumped, as he came closer, spinning like a drill. In that moment of distress, Hirutila felt a sudden weight in his hand, as he opened his eyes, to spy his keyblade once more. Manifested in his hand, he looked ahead, finding himself just a few feet away from the Robot's arm joint. As if by instinct, Hirutila began to straighten out his body, and hold the keyblade ahead, letting it stand straight as his body spun around even more rapidly.

The loud crash of hte impact could be heard all over the area of hte palace as Hirutila slammed into the Gundam's arm joint with full force, and onlookers would see the robot spurt out sparks as the joint was severed through, almost immediately falling into disrepair and tumbling from the machine onto the ground, the weapon going with it. Hirutila followed after, being forced back to the ground like a ping pong ball as he crashed into the earth. The old pirate was saved from death on impact thanks to the extra protection the nobody had given him, but the old man was out cold from the sheer force, laying eyes open but motionless next to the sundered arm.