Reincarnation [S-Rank/Spirit Hunt]

"Without a hitch..."

Yeah, just make sure you don't forget the important part, Angel!

"Tch."

Between Angel and Mae's efforts, the pagoda was rendered to nothing but scrap data in a matter of moments, and following right along with Denryu's directions, the fox's body gave a soft blue light, taking in as much of the data as she could manage. A large part of it, she simply vented a moment later - there was no purpose for holding the data of stone, wood, or cloth. A small nod towards Denryu was all it took to confirm that they had what they needed.

With the healing bubbling up under their partners' feet, Denryu gave a nod to Toki as he accepted the book. He stepped away as Toki had a personal moment with his father, calling out to the group one more time. "We'll give it about an hour. If they don't show, clearly they thought it better to leave us alone."

Past that, the moments would go by. Angel would stretch her arms, keeping her eyes to the sky, as Denryu parsed through what cards he wanted to use in the oncoming fight. Soon enough, the true mastermind actually made himself known: a Charismon. "Interesting... Angel?"

"Its powers lie in hypnotism via voice. Don't give this guy the time of day, really."

What a pain it was, unfortunately, that Charismon seemed to love to hear himself talk. On her own advice, Angel kept her ears flattened and pointed away from the Ultimate, as Denryu calmly half-listened to the Charismon's argument. Despite his grand argument, there were holes everywhere in his logic. If his idea was so good, then why did a spirit 'willingly' defy him? Why did the strong will of a spirit matter if they wanted this to happen?

The fact that he could control those around them made everything else fall into place, though. He chided Toki - but the last thing really caught Denryu's eye.

The sheer look of terror in Torin's eyes as Charismon defied him. Under that mask, Denryu gave a smirk, even as that variable beast crashed up over the wake of the ocean. Toki called for everyone to be ready.

Denryu did the opposite:

"EVERYONE HOLD FIRE!"

Denryu's voice bolted out in a loud, confident tone, his practice as a performer paying off in spades. Instead of positioning himself to fight, the General himself stepped forward, the empowered Renamon only a few strides behind.

"Charismon, you yourself are incapable of living up to the legacy you claim. Ancient Spirits!" He directed his attention to the amalgamate beast: "The grotesque form you now inhabit - I guarantee this is not the paradise you wish to uphold. You have been contorted, hurt, and forced into this shape. I ask you to focus your anger and bring it down upon the one that one which brought you to this state."

Looking to the beast, he pointed up, right to that dark, sparking madman. "My partner now holds a copy of the Siphon. Charismon no longer has any unique value for you to follow. He's promised you all a return to your greater selves - but there is something he's denied. If you want your freedom, if you want your future, then rip that self-righteous bastard to shreds! I'll support you with everything I have!"

"Tch. A valiant attempt, at least."

"All that leaves is plan, B, then. Angel, listen carefully."

Unfortunately, the myriad of spirits that made up the Chaosmon had made something rather feral in nature - but at the very least, Denryu thought of how to make use of that. With the beast slowed by their allies, its little matter for the Renamon to simply scoop Denryu up onto his back and dash out of the way of that giant, lumbering club of an arm, leaving a gigantic crater in its wake. The fox gave a 'tch', her ear twitching as Denryu gave his order. "Isn't that just a little naive to think that-"

"-If it doesn't work, we're still gaining information. Let the bruisers deal with the riff-raff." Fine - with the rain of fire spilling out overhead, Angel extended out one claw, grasping onto a familiar seed pod. It would be thrown, without much notice, straight towards the center of the Charismon.

... Except it would stop short of actually hitting the manipulative mastermind. Instead, the seed pod would open, and erupt forth into a powerful Diamond Storm, raining down upon the Chaosmon. It was a relatively basic attack, albeit one at a Super Mega level. What was important, however, was the direction:

The burst of light came from right in front of the Charismon. And the attack came straight from the Charismon's direction, raining down upon the giant beast. It was a gamble, yes - but with this, Denryu hoped to create the thought that the master, in that moment, turned on its creation!

Savage and Denryu themselves would retreat further away, the smaller Digimon moving to huddle behind the Jesmon's position. "Forgive my master for that, there - sometimes his ideas are a bit too much for his own good."

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"Tch."

In hindsight, maybe communicating his plan with the team beforehand would have made this work more smoothly - but neither Angel nor Denryu could complain with K and Mae's efforts to immediately square off with the Chaosmon. Angel looked on at the Rasielmon's continued assault on the beast, and grit her teeth as she saw that familiar icon appear right on the Jesmon's chest.

Going for broke, then?

Focus on the fight yourself, for now.

Denryu slashed a card of his own, powerful vines erupting from the Renamon's back and arms, as the fox herself prepared a number of seed pods in each of her hands. She threw these across the ground in the area below Charismon, while simultaneously kicking upwards, making her way directly to the dark caster!

"I've had enough of your fucking ideals!"

Her intent was to close the gap and directly approach the Charismon, and once she was within range, the vines of the 'Algomon' would stretch from around her, in an attempt to grab the caster's arms and legs. Angel herself would attempt to either grip under the opponent's shoulders from the front - or, if she got lucky, put him in a full nelson from behind.

Anything to restrict his movement in the short term!

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