The Strongest Fighter [Mission] Aug 6, 2018 23:37:04 GMT
Post by Dr. Mikemon on Aug 6, 2018 23:37:04 GMT
Makeshift decoy as it was, the Silvermon definitely caused a bit of a fervor in the arena itself. More than the three before, it seemed that quite a few figures were moving overhead, the occasional 'tap' or rushing noise heard from above as Kan calmly made his way through the basement. He'd definitely have time to think this over: even if he found an exit, wouldn't he just run face-first with his pursuers? Was his only choice to try and fight his way out, or was he going to have to risk phasing through a solid surface?
All of these were items he could consider, but the Silvermon would eventually find not one, but three points of exit: a metal staircase at the far end of the hall, a wooden 'hatch' above held over a pile of garbage bags, and a broken ladder leading out to a small 'window', perhaps just enough to squeeze outside...
Well, whatever Cas was working with, she was remarkably efficient: the Strabimon's ear flicked as she got on that particular point. She wanted to know about anyone with four or more marks? Considering that for a moment, the wolf shook his head: "Those that know how rough this place can be usually call it 'quits' after a couple wins. Accidents can very easily happen out here... though anyone that loses that much is beyond the evaluation of outside medics."
Was that a big enough hint? Words were easy to pick up, so he simply added a gesture to it, taking a finger and running it across his neck. At that, Impy gave a sigh: "Always said we could switch at some point..." This again? Wolf just growled, dismissing the thought.
Well, Zaku would know of two administrative offices - each at far ends of the outer ring, meaning he would be seeing a lot of action below. Despite the lockers, side rooms, betting stations and the like, he'd see a number of ultimates and smaller champions running below, splitting up as if trying to corner something, like a rat caught off in the maze. The furor made it clear they were trying to get to the basement - but why?
"T-tch!" Ugh, before she could drag that anchor across the length of her back, Tawna already swiped with her own claw, forcing the Lunamon to pull back. A deep tear was left on the MeiCrackmon, but the Crescemon knew her chance was blown: one more good flick of the wrist would have been all it would have taken to run that right over the center of her back. And with her close-range finesse blown for the moment, the demon-type knew that she was in trouble...
... No, she had to keep pressing in! Tawna's taunt was little more than the ruse of a cornered animal! With that logic, the Crescemon took the cat in on her bait, holding that anchor as she neared closer to the MeiCrackmon - only to suddenly find herself surrounded by a number of cat faces! "Ice Archery!" On that, she did what she could to fire at those in front of her - the triggered explosion, if it occurred, potentially catching Tawna in the wake - but if not, she'd quickly find herself overwhelmed. And after the first exploded, she'd give a grunt, and cross her arms in an effort to cover her neck, as she would hunker down.
Unscathed? Hardly - it was all she could do to try and endure the entire onslaught!