Isabel was only focused on one thing while unit three sprung into action, and that was the heat rod bearing down towards her unit, aiming for the kill. She was prepared for the worst, and for a few seconds she actually felt relief at the fact that she would be dying, that she wouldn't have to feel the guilt and sorrow of her mistake anymore, that the nightmares would go away. However, that moment was brief as metal smashed against metal, and the heat rod was sent far, far off course as the Dom was sent crashing into the sands several meters away from Unit 2. She spent several moments sucking in air, gasping desperately in the now sweltering hot and claustrophobic cockpit of her Gundam, just trying to clear her mind of the ringing, the visions that came flooding back as though a whole dam of repression had broken free.<br/>"Dead... they all died because of me..."<br/><br/>For the first time in years, possibly her entire life, small amounts of tears started to trickle from her eyelids. For years she had run away from what she had done, she had tried to hide it and pretend that she could move on, and now reality had finally found her.<br/><br/>.........................................<br/><br/>The dom, however, was far less self-tranced as it quickly started to get up, though it was apparent that the kick had knocked some sort of component in it's generator loose, since it's movements were rather jerky and forced. "Tch, thought you were down for the count... Gundams..." The dom's bazooka rose, firing a round at Unit 3, since that was now the predominant threat because of it's extremely reckless and damaging move. "You got in my way though... I'll just destroy you too!"<br/><br/>.........................................<br/><br/>When Jillian saw Gundam 01 before her, defeated and waiting for the final strike, she found herself unable to move. She tried to take a calming breath to clear her mind, though that only made it more and more difficult for her to do what she knew it was her duty to, and finish off the downed opponent. Still, even now, she found that she couldn't pull the trigger, she couldn't bring herself to do it. She simply didn't think she had it in her to take the life of somebody that she had assessed to be a good, honest person. This was the Gundam that brought Lucille and her Guardian back to Zeon, possibly risking life in prison for treason in the process.<br/><br/>"... A life for a life, Gundam."<br/><br/>With those last few words, the Dom's bazooka lowered, no longer poised to deliver the final blow to Gundam 01. Jillian had always honored the 'favor for a favor' system. As far as she was concerned, this was her paying back the favor that she owed the Gundams for bringing back Lucille unharmed.