Leo sauntered in, having finished his morning workout atop his zoid, a routine he'd been doing for years. At first it seemed strange to exercise on top of a zoid, but when he was traveling abroad, the top of his Houndsoldier often was the only suitable place in the middle of nowhere to do it. For his part, the zoid didn't seem to mind too much.  "mornin' guys.  Couldn't help but overhear all that. I'm sure we could easily take either team out there. Ethan here has a point though, it's not the zoids, but the pilots in the zoids.  If a pilot truly knows how to use their zoid, nothing can stop them. I'm betting that the battle will be decided by who can stay out of the others sweetspot the longest.  If the commandwolves can keep the melee zoids at a distance, they'll easily win. Let them get close, and the kitties will tear them to pieces.  My bet's on the devils though.  They have the stealth advantage. "