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I Need a Villain ~Katsura, Ban/D, Dante (Fin)
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Post by Dante on Oct 2, 2017 7:59:17 GMT
As the battle between the electrifying Megas raged on, there was much going on off the battlefield as well. Raijinmon had captured Nyao inside the cage momentarily. This was her chance to turn the tide. Apparently Katsura was ready to use another card, but Nyao waved it off, likely due to some kind of honor. "I fight for myself. I will engage in any battle necessary as long as it furthers my power, and the money isn't bad either." So that was it then. Raijinmon did not have much loyalty to Phelesmon, only what money could by. She was a mercenary, but one dedicated to the rush of combat.
Meanwhile, Gazimon is being dragged off to watch Cabin F- I mean subpar horror movies. However, enter Ban the lion to save the day. The Champion easily takes care of Phelesmon's lackeys. Gazimon struggles to remove the restraints. "Thanks Ban! But, Phelesmon isn't going to be happy. Oh, I should have gone to dental school." The two presumably head back to the main room to watch the fight, although from a safe distance. Phelesmon fails to notice his escaped subordinate, too focused on the battle. Katsura had politely brushed off Piedmon's request, claiming he could still be a good guy. "Hmph. Not likely. All things considered, I've been very generous as of late. Besides, I put a bumper sticker on my old beetle that said "Support the Army of the Damned." So I've done my part." Even if the Prince of Chaos were to turn good, he wouldn't be a very good hero. Although his current demeanor was much more family friendly than previously. "You're barking up the wrong tree. Piedmon is both driven by chaos, and entertainment. He used his incredible power to shape the world as he sees fit, and to entertain himself."
Raijinmon prepares to nuke Nyao. Two large rockets appear from her shoulders. As the damage is caused by the explosions, and not electricity, Nyao's absorb ability would not apply. Raijinmon launches two rockets towards Nyao that explode on impact, leaving behind a massive crater in the floor. The fire in the room starts to increase, and the entire room starts shaking. "What the? My base is taking too much damage from this battle. At this rate, I'm going to need a very good contractor. It's a good thing I have insurance." It is uncertain if Raijinmon's rockets successfully hit their target. It would likely be a game changer, but how much punishment could the hellish base take?
Back at the Dark Fortress, Double D has stumbled upon the dungeon. Piddomon recognizes the voice. "Hey wait, are you that one guy? Oh, please help us! Those mean girls locked us up in here." "Just what is going on exactly? All I wanted was one day without the drama of being a Tamer. Who are you Digimon?" Devimon just lurks in his cell, refusing to reply to D. "Don't worry about old Devimon. He was locked up down here long ago by the Dark One. Piedmon makes me feed him chicken twice a day." "There's gotta be a way out of here." "Oh oh! Go find a set of keys. I think there's a backup pair in my other sash. I'm always losing the keys to the dungeon."
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Post by Ban/Double D on Oct 3, 2017 5:06:50 GMT
Ban simply stretched his arms, a movement that seemed impossible given the almost comical size of his muscles, "What even was that? Traumatic memories of your past? I am unfamiliar with that kind of... mental trauma?" He wondered, staring at the screen of humans... trying to do something, he supposed. "Regardless, it was hurting you. So I could not stand by. You have courage. When you feel you are in the right you do not back down, even facing down two mega levels unflinchingly. That kind of courage is respectable, no matter what form it takes." He remarked as they returned to the arena, he sat down, purposely between Gazimon and Phelesmon's line of sight.
D Stared back at the group, as they explained the situation. He glanced back up the way he came, for any sound or indication of suspicion from the invaders. "yeah, One of those two guys." He specified, before he turned to the girl, "I'm new. And this better not be some stupid initiation test." He glanced at Devimon, shrugging, "We can worry about him after we get these jackasses out of our castle." He said, pulling out a thin throwing knife, attempting to pick the lock with both of his knives, before giving up and turning to Piddomon, "Alright, so, I'll need to know where that fancy silk strap of yours is, what level, room number, each turn through the halls, got it?" He said, staring, unblinking towards Piddomon, his red eye almost too bright to stare directly into.
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Post by Katsura Ise on Oct 3, 2017 5:45:26 GMT
The missiles hit and caused a huge explosion, Nyao was finally done for in a scream of pain. At least that was how Katsura imagined the situation. In reality, after the explosion the battlefield was covered in smoke and it all went silent. Then a shadowy figure could be deciphered. There stood Nyao, with her arm in the air holding the biggest shield Katsura had ever seen. How did it come to this?
A few minutes ago
Nyao saw the large missiles arrive, as they came close Nyao's shield was suddenly the size of a wristband. In that tiny size Nyao was easily able to get it out of the cage. There it grew to be gigantic, Nyao was holding the shield above her head. Then while Katsura was looking away in fear for Nyao's safety, the missiles hit her shield. The detonation was enormous and all windows shattered.
Back to present
Nyao's shield shrunk back into the size of a wristband allowing her to put the hand down, then it returned to its normal size. Nyao had a stoic cold expression as she stared right through Raijinmon's soul. "Really? It's bad enough you bring a gun to a knife fight. Now you have the decency to capture me in a cage before trying to blow me up? You're a real sports! If I wanted to win that easily, I would have done so when I had the chance." "Nyao! You're alive! Wait... Are you saying that you could..?" Nyao sent Katsura a wink, confirming her question.
"Now get this cage off me and fight like a proper warrior! It's cheap and it isn't doing its purpose anyway."
Nyao blocked the missiles using giga-shield
Buffs: Giga-shield (0/3) Godly armor
Giga-Shield: For up to 3 posts, her shield can grow to almost any size Nyao wants. The shield will never be larger than herself or smaller than her wrist. Cool-down: 2 posts.
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Post by Dante on Oct 4, 2017 5:11:34 GMT
It appeared Raijinmon's rockets had done Nyao in. But what was this? Minervamon's shield was sitting there, only it had gotten a lot bigger. Nyao had expanded her shield outside of the cage to guard herself from the rockets. While Phelesmon is shocked that his heavy hitting warrior for hire has failed to gain the advantage, Piedmon is most delightfully surprised at Nyao's tactics. "What's this? An expanding shield? That sounds rather useful. Dear Revan, we should look into procuring a shield such as this." "Wouldn't it be more practical to attack Nyao and take hers?" Revan said this jokingly. He had no ill will towards the duo, and Piedmon picked up on the joke. "Oh? Attacking Nyao you say? It is a rather nice shield, ha haha! Now that you mention it, I have not considered fighting Nyao myself. Could you imagine the spectacle?"
Gazimon watches the battle off to the side with Ban, careful to sit behind the large lion so that he was out of Phelesmon's sight. He spoke to his new fluffy colleague, careful to stay quiet. "Thanks for getting me out of there. Ya, I guess some people actually like those movies. Humans can be strange. Ya, I've had to deal with Piedmon before. You just have to know how to handle him. He's always coming over, bringing us mail that gets mixed in with his. And he's always asking about Phelesmon's movie reviews. If I was as strong as one of these Megas, I wouldn't let Piedmon or Phelesmon tell me what to do."
Raijinmon is disappointed Nyao has avoided her rockets. Then the Minervamon makes accusations like bringing a gun to a knife fight, and not fighting like a proper warrior. "Is that so? Your confidence will be your downfall." The electric cage begins to short out. Raijinmon dashes towards Nyao, unleashing a barrage of melee strikes. With Raijinmon facing her head on with her own fists, there would be no doubt Raijinmon didn't fight like a true warrior. Still, Nyao was a lot smaller and more agile than Raijinmon. And by Raijinmon relying less on her advanced tactics, Nyao has gotten inside her head. She was much more abrasive and aggressive than before.
Piddomon tries to explain to D where he left the spare key. "Let's see, um, it's probably in my bedroom. No wait, I think I took that sash down to the laundry room... Okay, you know where the bathroom is? Act like you're going to the bathroom from the main chamber, but go the other way. And not the bathroom closest to the lounge. You have to take a left, go up the 2nd staircase..." Raziya smacks Piddomon on the back of his head. "Will you just tell him where the damn keys are?!" Piddomon flinches and rubs the back of his head. "Oww! You're nasty. Just go find the laundry room, it's on the 3rd floor, towards the southeast side." With any luck, D might actually be able to find the keys from Piddomon's directions. Actually, I think it would be even luckier if he didn't, and Piddomon had to stay locked up with a girl bullying him. And the narrator is always right.
Meanwhile, the femme fatales are exploring the Dark Fortress. Kiyoko grabs some of Piedmon's plans from the war room, and goes to the lounge to read them over. Misty goes into Piedmon's bedroom to wreck up the place. She kicks over his evil night stand, and takes a knife to some of his posters of Broadway plays. She heads to his closet and lights some of his outfits on fire. "Wuhu haha! That will teach you to turn your back on Cambramon. We're running things now." Misty happily skips over to the lounge, humming to herself. She sees Kiyoko sitting on the couch going over documents. "Whatcha doing there, Ki? Piedmon got any crazy plans?" "There's a few in here. But I also found a lot of papers in the war room that have nothing to do with planning. Look at these, Yahtzee games, music parodies, and look at this picture of Revan sleeping with a pencil stuck up his nose. Just what were you guys planning in there anyways?"
"Well, usually Piedmon would be off in the other room playing with dolls, so the three of us would just start goofing off." "Strange. Wait, here's another picture of Revan asleep. Only this time he's in bed, and he's not wearing any-" Misty rushes over and snatches the picture out of her hands. "Oh this? It's nothing." "I mean, who would have taken a picture like that? Did, did you?" "What? Of course it wasn't. It was, uh, Piddomon! Ya, he has this huge crush on Revan." "But, does that mean Piddomon is, well, you know?" "Oh definitely. You mean you couldn't tell?" "Fascinating. A Digimon being attracted to a Human. Your associates give me the creeps." "Yeah, haha, we sure are a couple of jokers." Kiyoko goes back to the papers. Misty rubs her finger on the picture, pretending to brush Revan's hair. It wasn't Piddomon who took that picture, and the fallen angel has no such affection toward Revan. Misty kisses the picture and holds it close to her chest. What she didn't realize is that Renamon was also in the room leaning against the wall, watching her get freaky with a piece of paper.
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Post by Ban/Double D on Oct 4, 2017 5:56:00 GMT
Ban raised his eyebrow, "Movies? Is that what that was? Human culture has so many quirks... I definitely need to do more research, but my training comes first, and foremost." He stated, firmly. He didn't turn to address Gazimon as he examined the fight, his sharp eyes darting left and right, and up and down, as he examined each move the two pulled, at least, the ones that were at the speed he could keep up with. Regardless, he had dragged out Gazimon's ambition, as that was his intention. It was woefully simple, but that was an easy fix. "Anyone can become strong, it's all to do with how much you want it, and to feel you are making progress, to push yourself further and further. If you truly wish to be strong, create a goal, a goal that you can feel invested in, a goal only you want to come true, but you shouldn't rely on only yourself. Oh, I'm rambling again, I'll just summarize my point: Make a dream for yourself, and whatever you do, never forget it or surrender it. The moment you do, you have no chance of gaining true strength." He councilled the rookie, calmly, "I would be more than happy to help you achieve your potential, if you are interested." He offered, casually.
Meanwhile, D nodded at the finally set-in-stone directions, and stretched, reaching into a pouch on his side, pulling out a compass, his knives weren't his only tools, as he was based off of military data. He cracked his neck, before, despite his armor, he vanished from his position, soundlessly. He darted from wall-to-wall, blasting up four sets of stairs, swiftly approaching the southeast area, at least, as southeast as he could find, before he stopped, panting, before he activated his eye, scanning the area for traces of angel-type footsteps.
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Post by Katsura Ise on Oct 4, 2017 14:45:38 GMT
Katsura had known Nyao for too long to be surprised by that kind of behavior. On the conversation about fighting properly, Katsura made an exhausted sigh. "Sigh, at least she kept her promise." Apparently, this was Nyao in a nutshell as far as Katsura was concerned. Katsura briefly sent Piedmon a look that said "Really? You're kidding me, right?" as a nonverbal answer to the idea of stealing Nyao's shield coming up in the heat of a battle. Piedmon didn't seem like having his priorities right. Katsura could hardly imagine the "spectacle" that would cause let alone any good outcome for any of them. She also wished Ban would stop feeding Piedmon with insane ideas and violence.
Back on the battlefield things were heating up, while the electric gage disappeared Nyao was putting her sword back in the sheath on her back. Not because she was surrendering but because it came of a little hypocritical to be armed after her own comment on being a good sports. She then assumed fighting stance as Raijinmon charged. In Nyao's mind the battle wasn't started until now.
After the impact, Raijinmon got several pounces in but Nyao wasn't about to go down without a fight. After parrying some melee strikes with her wrists, Nyao fought back:
Among a long series of fast pounces, Nyao tried to hit Raijinmon right in the face. She also tried to circle around Raijinmon in an attempt to get hold of her tail. Whatever would she do if she succeeded?
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Post by Dante on Oct 5, 2017 7:46:13 GMT
The battle between Megas rages on, but this time, it's without weapons or abilities for now. Nyao sheaths her sword to engage Raijinmon head on, as the two exchange blows. Katsura wasn't too fond of the idea of Piedmon attacking Nyao just to acquire her shield, even if they were only fooling around. Piedmon is quite puzzled by the change in the fight. "What's this? why aren't they using their weapons? This is supposed to be an epic confrontation." "They are battling with their inner strength. Both want to prove their own capability as warriors. It's an internal battle they are fighting in their hearts and minds." "Enough of that armchair psychology, Revan! I wanna see lots of explosions." "We can watch CGI Robot Fighters 4000 when we get home." "You know I don't go for movies that are all dazzle and no story."
The two continue exchanging hits back and forth. Nyao goes for an attack to the face, but then catches Raijinmon off guard and goes for her tail. Raijinmon is startled Nyao has grabbed her tail, and shocks her by sending electricity through the tail. Raijinmon turns around and attempts to grab Nyao, picking her up and throwing her down. "Oh? Raijinmon seems upset Nyao went after her tail." "Maybe it's a weakness. Then again, why would it be if she can channel electricity through it?" Phelesmon watches on in delight as his hired warrior fights on. Still, how much longer would the room hold up if these two keep fighting?
Ban brought up a lot of good points about self reliance. He suggests that the Gazimon should start training to be a stronger fighter, and even offers to aid him. Gazimon raises his paws up as to say no. "Thanks for the offer, but I'm not really much of a fighter. I'll never be as strong as them. I can make a much better living as an evil lackey than I can as a warrior Digimon. If I can get a promotion, I'll be able to afford my own place. Then again, Phelesmon did just send me to the torture room. Looks like I'll never be able to get a raise. And if I left, I wouldn't have health insurance."
While Piedmon was away, trying to stick it to an old enemy with some new allies, the Dark Fortress is being held captive by a young priestess Tamer and a delusional Spirit User. Piddomon and Raziya are left locked up in the dungeon, hopeful for Sealsdramon to locate the keys. Unless he can find another set somewhere, he could check Piddomon's robes over in the laundry room for the keys the Angel Digimon carelessly left there. Raziya takes a good look at Piddomon. "So what's a Digimon like you doing working for Piedmon?" "Oh, so you don't like Angels can be evil too? We're not all harps and clouds, you know. With my staff, I can command tremendous magical power!" "Then why didn't you stop the invaders?" "Did you see the size of Kyubimon's fangs? I was scared." "Why does Piedmon even keep a weakling like you around anyway?" Piddomon starts to cry. "Sniffle, stop being mean to me!" "Oh, you're pathetic. Somebody let me out of here so I can beat them up myself." Would Sealsdramon find the keys, or would Kiyoko and Misty find him first?
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Post by Ban/Double D on Oct 5, 2017 19:25:43 GMT
It seemed the two warriors started simply duking it out, weapons and elements gone, almost exactly like his own fighting style. He disliked the fact he would be clearly outmatched by either even in his own domain. He shrugged it off, however, as the two foyght with noticeably more ferocity than before. It seems this fight has gotten personal for the both of them. Regardless, he sat firm, the wind of the mega level's impact ruffling his matted fur, but he was more interested in Gazimon's line of thinking. "I understand, I was raised to be a warrior, theredore I suppose I have no right to suggest those kinds of ideas, regardless, stay true to your ambition. For action without the will to act has very little worth. I believe you can make your dream come true, whatever it may be."
Sealsdramon peered about, scanning for remnants of perfume or any sort of remains from the angel. Eventually, he found a piece of tubular cloth on the ground. He wasn't sure on the specifics, but he understood enough to recognize it was clothing. He glanced around, before seeing a similar piece of clothing, stuck under a door. He saung it open, peering around, not turning the lights on due to his night vision. He started rooting through the clothing, tossing it aside, as he really could care less about laundry. With every especially long set of cloth, he shook it, listening for the sounds of keys jangling.
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Post by Katsura Ise on Oct 6, 2017 13:47:41 GMT
So far the fight was going well with Nyao getting a good hit once in a while. That being said, it was probably not the best idea to grab Raijinmon's tail. When Nyao did, she felt a painful shock. Not enough to be defeated but enough to quickly drop it again. Nyao was then taken relatively off guard by Raijinmon grappling her, but she instinctively placed her foot on Raijinmon. So Raijinmon wanted to throw Nyao down? She was ready for that in fact she was intentionally allowing herself to fall back on her back while keeping the leg straight balancing Raijinmon on her foot. Then as Nyao rolled with her back she tossed Raijinmon off her and attempted to send her in collision course with a wall.
Nyao used the small window of resting to get back up on her feet, now wondering how Raijinmon will handle the throw.
This was a big reason why Katsura rarely if ever allowed Nyao to fight, Nyao was just too good at it and too reckless about her surroundings. It didn't help either that Nyao was getting a kick out of fighting.
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Post by Dante on Oct 6, 2017 20:24:56 GMT
Things were looking up for Raijinmon and Phelesmon, as the Mega goes for a throw, but Nyao turns it into a monkey flip, and launches Raijinmon against the wall. To Piedmon, every attack was like another little burn to Phelesmon. Raijinmon gets herself up, her anger long past the point where she could stay in control of her emotions. Raijinmon leans forward with her shoulders hunched and her fists outward. She starts channeling as much lightning energy as she can towards her arms and legs. "Get ready to say goodbye to your friends. You pet Digimon leashed to Tamers are always so arrogant, yet you are actually a poor man's fighter compared to other Digimon. Unlike you, I do not need to rely on a fragile Human. The only strength I need is my own."
"Hmph. Strong words. Can't say I agree with her opinion." Even Gazimon is startled. He usually wasn't very fond of Digimon with Tamers, but he didn't believe them to be weaker. He didn't have time to worry about such things. His job kept him plenty busy, and it seems like every day he has to deal with stress caused by something completely out of his control. But Piedmon and Phelesmon having their champions fight it out to settle some kind of score? Ban brought up some good points about believing in yourself, and having passion for what you do. Maybe Gazimon just needs to find a different line of work. "I don't know how you guys do it. Wandering the world, taking on strong Digimon, how can you even afford the essentials like food and MMOs?"
Piedmon and Revan continue watching on. Piedmon even takes out a pair of opera glasses, enjoying the action and the determination. "This is so exciting! Nyao and Raijinmon are not going to back down. Though I don't know how much longer this room is going to hold up. Oh, the suspense is giving me chills!" Revan is happy that Piedmon is happy, because when the Prince of Chaos isn't happy, bad things happen. "Raijinmon has been hitting Nyao with everything she can from the word go. But it seems that Nyao is still holding something back." "Against another Mega? Unwise. If you give your opponent any slack, they will take advantage." Phelesmon clasps his hands together, interlocking his fingers while he observes the fight. "I wasn't expecting such a close contest. Just who is this Minervamon? And how does she know that little bigmouth Willis?" Raijinmon stares Nyao down. She raises her fists up and charges towards Nyao, unleashing a series of supercharged punches. With more energy directed to her legs, she is able to move faster than before. Raijinmon wasn't holding anything back. She was going for the knockout, even if it meant taking a beating in the process.
D has the unfortunate pleasure of going through the Dark Fortress' laundry. Piedmon's stage costumes, Revan's black shirts and boxers, even Piddomon's robes from when he was in the priesthood. But it was his pink sash that mattered now. Though honestly, if Piddomon was locked up in a cage, Would you really let him out? It was certainly odd Piedmon ultimately decides to keep the clumsy angel around, considering he seems to mess everything up. What does the Prince see in Piddomon beyond contempt? Kiyoko and Misty are getting ready for Piedmon's eventual return home. Kiyoko remains calm and confident, while Misty is amped up and ready to face Piedmon, one showman to another. But, where's Dante?
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Post by Ban/Double D on Oct 7, 2017 1:43:32 GMT
Ban frowned, at Raijinmon's firm statements about her opinion. Quite a strong, yet narrow-minded one, as well. He raised his brow, leaning forward, trying to guess what kinds of reasons one would have for such a strong, and obviously biased opinion originated from, what kind of event triggered the determination to reach mega level with such tenacity and ferocity expected of that level. A bias this clear and strict surely has some reason behind it. He found his curiosity piqued. He returned to Gazimon's question, "Honestly, the same way I've been saying it all along. And I imagine the same way you tolerate your job. Any foe I face is merely another step in reaching my goals. Stay true to your ambition and you will hardly lose. Especially if you do not consider the loss of a battle a loss in particular. Honestly In the end, I suppose it's a matter of what you consider victory and defeat." He shrugged, He had never really thought too hard about being a wandering warrior, as to him it was just as mundane as Gazimon's job is to the rookie level.
Sealsdramon rooted through the clothes, shaking down any long piece of clothing, unable to see their color in the dark, until he heard a clink, and glanced down, seeing a set of metal on the ground. He snatched it, examining it. He assumed it was the right ones, and stood, leaving the room, keeping it open, for future notice, before he rocketed to the ceiling, again, and slinking back into the darkness, before he emerged, later, at the cells. He stood, shaking the keys, "Please tell me these are the right ones. I mean... No, you get my point." He said, not wanting them to just tell him that if they weren't the right keys.
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Post by Katsura Ise on Oct 9, 2017 11:55:44 GMT
Katsura was devastated by Raijinmon's words, it was rare that Katsura showed emotion but when she finally does... At first Katsura just stared with the most broken shocked expression. This caused Nyao to to stop fighting just for a second.
"You... You think Nyao is my pet?!" Unlike Katsura's perky happy voice and her emotionless true voice, this one was distorted and borderline shrill. Katsura went down to her knees holding out her necklace with the crest of loyalty, it shined brightly. "You don't know anything! Nyao is my best friend, I love her more than anything. You have no idea how much I have sacrificed for her. I would never hurt her let alone put her on a leash." Katsura started crying on the floor. "Katsura..."
In the end Katsura needed Nyao just as much as the other way around. Nyao looked at Raijinmon charging up preparing for one big beat down. The staring down was mutual because right now Nyao could only see one way of paying Katsura back and it wasn't losing.
As Raijinmon changed and pounced, Nyao started out firmly in the defensive. This time Nyao gave everything she got and some more, you see Nyao no longer cared about what's going to happen to her as long as Raijinmon would lose.
The first couple of hits was easy enough to dodge when your opponent is unfocused: Just swing your head to the sides accordingly.
Raijinmon kept going and while Nyao was initially able to minimize damage by redirecting the punch to her armed parts eventually Nyao was forced to take a hit in the face.
But Nyao refused herself to go down, yes her nose was bleeding, yes this punch hurt a lot and would probably have caused concussions maybe even fainting.
It was Nyao's resolve and devotion to Katsura plus a large dose of adrenaline that kept her standing. Nyao's head and neck was bent backwards due to the aftermath, Nyao tipped her head right in place. Perhaps most terrifying was Nyao being completely calm wearing a stern serious face. It was obvious to see that Nyao seriously regretted her promise to not kill Raijinmon.
Nyao had enough of being a pouncing bag, this time Nyao grabbed Raijinmon's by the wrist blocking the hit. What she did next was bending Raijinmon's wrist backwards with all her strength. If Raijinmon was a common human the arm would have been amputee by now, thank God she's a fellow mega. "This is my kind of fun." Then she kicked Raijinmon aiming at her stomach as hard as she could.
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Post by Dante on Oct 10, 2017 18:09:48 GMT
It appears Raijinmon's words did not sit well with Piedmon's associates, in particular Katsura. She explained her true feelings as Nyao's Tamer, and it wasn't anything like what Raijinmon said, about Digimon metaphorically kept on a leash. Then she started to cry. Piedmon didn't know what to do. The only experience he's had consoling a friend is when Piddomon would get upset watching the Bachelorette, and the Fallen Angel could always be cheered up with a fashion show. Piedmon bends down and goes to pat Katsura on the back, but then he hesitates and pulls back, not wanting to appear weak in front of Phelesmon. "There there, Katsura. I'm sure Raijinmon is just bitter. She doesn't know anything about having a Human partner. Would a fashion show cheer you up?"
Revan is shocked at Piedmon's concern for Katsura. Had the Prince of Chaos found a spot in his dark heart for Katsura in a moe kind of way? Raijinmon listens to what Katsura had to say, but then directs her attention back towards the fight. As she's unleashing a barrage of supercharged punches, Nyao grabs her wrist and twists her arm to the side. The move opens up Raijinmon's chest, exposing it for an attack. Nyao kicks the Mega in the stomach. The attack hits a weak spot in Raijinmon's armor, denting the less dense inner layer of armor and damaging some circuitry. Raijimon shoves Nyao away with her free arm, then grabs her belly in pain.
Gazimon watches on with Ban. This Leomon was something like a warrior poet, the way we he would dive into philosophy. He would make a great mentor for a young fighter, but his words of wisdom cannot reach their full potential on a nine-to-fiving, pencil pusher like Gazimon. "Did you see that?! Nyao just landed a critical hit." It was something else to see the highly respected Raijinmon one upped in combat. The Mega level had been strutting her stuff around the workplace, acting superior to the other employees. Raijinmon only had to answer to Phelesmon himself, so to see Nyao beating up Raijinmon was a real treat. "That serves her right. Powerful Digimon always think they are so tough, but there's always someone stronger out there."
Phelesmon is none too impressed his top Champion had a weak point exposed. Raijinmon remains there, holding her hands over her wound. Volts of electricity continue to spark erratically, as Raijinmon is slowly losing her remaining energy. "I see. If this is the way it has to be, I'm taking you down first. You Tamers always believe your actions are justified, no matter how many Digimon have to suffer." Raijinmon channels her remaining energy to her cannons, and fires a continuous massive blast of electric energy towards Nyao. The blast tears through the ground below, and reaches one of the walls, blasting right through. If Katsura is hit by the beam, even if only partially, the pain felt would be enormous. After the last ditch effort attack, Raijinmon collapses to the ground. Phelesmon sends his Champions down to save Raijinmon.
Meanwhile... Sealsdramon has successfully retrieved the keys to the dungeon. He had to dig through dirty laundry to get it, but what's done is done. He returns to the dungeon, much to the delight of Piddomon and Raziya. "Ya, those are the keys. Hurry, I can't stand being locked up with her any more!" "Quit your whining. You are so annoying, if Kiyoko didn't just kidnap me, I would be more inclined to join them in taking over the Dark Fortress." "You wouldn't dare! Just wait until Lord Piedmon comes back, then you icky girls are going to be in big trouble! Ah ha ha!" Kiyoko is busy going over papers in the lounge. She takes out her Digivice and scans the area for any anomalies. "That's strange. It appears we are not alone. A Digimon is moving around the fortress, and has just reached the dungeon." Renamon walks over to Kiyoko. "Would you like me to check it out, Kiyoko?" "Hmm, yes, we will both look. That way you can still Digivolve. Misty, stay on guard in case Piedmon returns." Kiyoko sets down the papers and heads to the dungeon with Renamon. Misty, meanwhile, is shoveling candy into her mouth, and scrolling through pictures of both Dante and Revan on my phone. "Hmm, Revan, or Dante? Revan, Dante. Oh, how can I only pick one?! What's that? Did you saying something, Kiyoko?"
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Post by Ban/Double D on Oct 11, 2017 6:00:46 GMT
Ban was quick to note Katsura's emotional response. Despite their skill and power, their experience seemed limited still, as they easily allowed their emotions sway their judgement. If this had happened earlier in the fight, he had no doubt Raijinmon would have been able to exploit the reckless results. As Piedmon consoled Katsura, claiming Raijinmon knew nothing of human partners, he glanced over, "I'm not so sure. With how she is speaking, I believe she may either have been abandoned by her tamer, or she was an indirect victim of one. Either could explain her bitterness." He theorized, staring down at her, waiting to see if she would give any more information. As Gazimon spoke on strength, he shook his head, "I doubt this match had to do with strength alone. This was a clash of wills, and it seemed Raijinmon is coming up short." He remarked, watching Raijinmon's last stand. "A mere difference in strength does not decide a battle. A digimon can always grow stronger, that's what makes battles like these interesting to me. Adaptation is the key in the digital world, I find, if you can change, you can win." He remarked, as he saw one of the beams tearing towards the benches. He stood, lifting Gazimon off the bench, before pivoting, and slamming his lion heel onto the bench he sat on, shattering it, and sending the length of the wood upwards, catapulting Katsura out of the way. He immediately dove beneath her, so she would land on him. He landed on the ground, next to the bench, holding Gazimon securely to his chest while Katsura landed on him, immediately softening the impact. For himself, however, he still landed on solid floor, but he didn't seem all that bothered by that. He glanced down, at Katsura and GAzimon, opening his arms, releasing the two, "Are you hurt?" he asked, the two, ignoring the slight bruise that was forming on the back of his head.
"Great. So we have them. But before I can let you all out, We gotta plan something. I have no clue what those humans are capable of, and a Renamon is no joke, even for a champion level. We can't just let them know we're here." He explained, spinning the keys on his finger. "What do we know about these guys?" He asked, "Besides what I just said, of course." He stopped, his red eye glancing at the stairs. "Hold that thought. Keep brainstorming." He ordered, before he vanished, on the spot, again.
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Post by Katsura Ise on Oct 11, 2017 6:36:32 GMT
This was it then, Nyao briefly took a peek at Katsura to see if she'd be okay. Thankfully Ban and Piedmon had protected her on each of their own ways. Nyao was ready to jump into the beam just to keep Katsura safe but now all she had to do to win was stepping away allowing the beam to do its job on Phelesmon's "fortress".
Nyao held up just long enough to be declared victorious, then with a sigh of relief she felt on her knees in exhaustion and turned into a BlackGatomon. Just how much had she been overworked herself to win?
Meanwhile Katsura was getting comforted by Piedmon of all people. Katsura made a smile. "Thanks I... Kya!" Katsura didn't get to finish her sentence before she was catapulted away from harm. A moment later she found herself sitting on top of Ban, for once a leomon had survived given a sacrifice! "Aww you didn't have to... Oh Nyao?" Katsura saw Nyao turning back into a cat, she left the comfortable seat of Ban to pursue her friend. "Did... Did I do good?" "Who cares about that now, you're okay!" "He but I do" "You did, we won."
Katsura picked up Nyao and gave her a big hug, she was about to cry all over again knowing that Nyao was safe.
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