Fandom [IC]The Veil To Spurn: A Digimon Survivor Tale

[galvanismgal]

Ara?

The weight of her stole, her dynamic vision, the path of the wind all was felt as if they were a pea and she was but a delicate princess with seven mattresses between them.

Needless to say, Mei slapped away the sword that flew toward the duo like it was a price tag.

While her hand stayed safe the blade did cut into part of her stole due to the angle and velocity. Best not to try and block an actual attack since anything she couldn’t fully bat away like a free sample could press into her instead. Once they became like Chel such wounds wouldn’t be much of an issue but…Mei glanced over at Black Gabumon. Wounds could be healed but baldness would be forever or like ugly bangs would suck too but Mei could preserve through such struggles like she had in the past.

Kotemon seemed to be doing their best but it was such a sorry little thing their best was in this situation. Fire seemed to be a poor choice thing time around it seemed since Gladimon hadn’t popped like a popcorn kernel.

The Spin to win move was nothing new so there should be few surprises from Gladimon. All the pair would need to do is stay away and chip away like last time.

“Black Ice,” Black Gabumon said causing ice to form below them. Mei gently nudged Black Gabumon to get them sliding away while she hustled to pick up the sword she slapped aside as the icicle trail grew.

“Blue Flame,” Black Gabumon followed letting out a weak stream of fire beginning to run out of gas but their energy should be enough to melt enough of the ice they conjured to reduce visibility even if by a little bit. Given Gladimon’s steadfast focus the little bit left in front of Mei wouldn’t freeze him for very long if he touched it but Mei had a different idea in mind.

Looking for the best angle she wedged the twice stolen blade so it rested between two icicles with the hilt at an angle to dig into the ground to impale him if she predicted the single-minded path Gladimon would take. If he wanted to charge at her like some wild boar, he would simply be put down like one.

“Ohoho,” Mei taunted tall enough to be seen over the little bit of cover trusting that she wouldn’t need to lie about the sword ripping her clothes and being immodest since by now her sheer presence seemed enough to make him rage. If her newest ploy failed, Mei would simply dodge the best she could and cash in the next opportunity.

 

[Twist]

“PANZER KNUCKLE!”

Tentomon braced herself, crossing her claws and taking the majority of the hit head-on. The force of the strike sent shockwaves through her tiny frame as she slid back, her claws sparking against the ground. She collapsed moments later.

The devastating blow collided with BushiAgumon, sending him flying through the air like a smoldering comet. He crashed into the dirt, a smoking heap, and lay still as a thick cloud of dust billowed around him.

Kimi was off Gryzmon’s back the moment they landed, sprinting to Tentomon’s side. Her partner was sprawled on the ground, her once bright eyes dim, her claw cracked and trembling. “Tentomon!” Kimi cried, dropping to her knees. Tears blurred her vision as she cradled her partner’s battered form, the toll on her body evident in the cracks along her exoskeleton. "Why did you do that? You could’ve been destroyed!" she cried, her tears falling onto the ladybug's cracked shell.

Tentomon let out a faint chuckle, her little hand curling slightly around Kimi’s. “Kimi... I don’t... I don’t really have superpowers, do I?”

The question made Kimi blink in shock, her tears momentarily halting. “What? What are you talking about? Is that why you did this?"

Tentomon nodded her head gently. “I thought I did. I really did. But... I don’t. I’m.. not.. I just...” Her voice faltered as she looked up at Kimi, her gaze filled with vulnerability. “I just wanted to be like you.”

The words struck Kimi harder than any of Tuskmon’s attacks ever could. “Like me?” she repeated, her voice soft with disbelief. Kimi’s throat tightened as she shook her head vehemently. “No, Tentomon, you’ve got it all wrong! I’m not a hero. I’m not brave, and I don’t have superpowers! I—I can’t even fight like you can!"

The light in Tentomons eyes dimmed, a subtle nod as she realised her mistake. A moment of realisation passed before the rookie’s small claw twitched, trying to reach for Kimi. “You don’t need powers to be a hero, Kimi. You just have to care enough to help, like you always do.”

Kimi’s throat tightened as tears welled in her eyes. “You... you think that makes me a hero?”

Tentomon’s smile grew. “Of course. You’re my hero, Kimi. That’s why I wanted to be one, too. ”

Kimi was silent for a moment, her tears falling freely as Tentomon’s words sank in. She felt a surge of emotion unlike anything she’d ever experienced—love, pride, and an overwhelming desire to protect her partner. Nearby a soft glow emanated from Kimi's coat, blown free by Tuskmons attack and hanging stoically on a backup pole stuck in the ground.....

Before Kimi could respond, the ground shook violently. She looked up in horror to see Tuskmon charging toward them, the dinosaur swinging wildly at the nearest living thing, his flaming fist igniting as he prepared another Panzer Knuckle.

"Kimi, move" Tentomon tried to move, her wings buzzing feebly. “I’ll... I’ll stop him, Kimi.”

“No!” Kimi shouted, her voice firm as she stood up, placing herself between Tuskmon’s fist and her partner. She spread her arms wide, her stance trembling but resolute. “You’re not doing this alone. I won’t let anyone hurt you. Not again.”

The moment hung heavy in the air as Tuskmon’s fist neared, the heat licking at Kimi’s skin. Behind her, Tentomon was on one knee, her eyes wide as she watched her partner refuse to back down.

Parameters of Love met and exceeded...
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Digi Evolution...
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Authorized...

“Kimi...” Tentomon’s voice was filled with awe and emotion.

A surge of energy erupted from Kimi's digivice and shot towards Tentomon, a golden orb wrapping around the digimon like a cocoon.

TENTOMON DIGIVOLVE TO...

Tentomon felt her leg give way her damaged exoskeleton shedding itself to reveal a green wireframe underneath which quickly expanded into a dense yellow foot. Bit by bit Tentomon peeled away, damaged limbs replaced by strong hardened extremities. More powerful feet regained her balance, huge spikes appeared through the studs and cracks of her shell as it expanded tenfold, until she was no longer a little ladybug but...

TORTOMON.

The light burst outward, and where Tentomon had lain, Tortomon now stood tall and imposing, her sturdy shell gleaming in the sunlight. Tortomon’s massive foreclaw slammed into the ground before Kimi. "Grand Dash!" the Champion screeched as she scooped out a rock from the ground with her other claw and kicked it at Tuskmon.

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BushiAgumon groaned as he stirred, propping himself up with one hand. His other claw reached up to his kimono, now singed and tattered, and with a decisive tug, he ripped it off and cast it aside. The smoldering fabric fluttered to the ground as he stood tall, revealing a surprisingly well-toned frame beneath the layers. His eyes blazed with clarity as he cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders.

The dazed demeanor was gone, replaced by a stoic intensity. “Alright,” he said, his voice low and steady. “Playtime’s over.”

With his katana gleaming in the fading light, BushiAgumon assumed a battle-ready stance, his focus now razor-sharp as he stared down Kotemon and Tuskmon. “You wanna fight?” he said, his tone icy. “Let’s fight.”

He pulled out his katana slowly. "Chouteisoku Ichimonjigiri"

 

[Matreania]

Eliam looked around as he noticed Salamon’s alert, but nothing caught his eye the way that Salamon seemed to think there was. He had spent the time hiding things and learning what he needed to do. But from the way that Salamon was looking around he had been so spaced out and focused on the information that he missed something. He had a talent for focusing so much that he forgot the world didn’t stop with him. It was a part of his old sin, one he had been working on and one that he was going to conquer in time. For now, Salamon was his compass for that. And right now she was telling him there was danger. He sighed after a while, not sure what he should be looking for. But shortly after he noticed the tree starting to fall. To him, it looked like the tree was near the hole of the cliff. How the tree was cut at a distance made it look like it lost balance from the missing piece of the cliff. It was angled to be heading towards them, too. He made a single motion of his fist from Salamon to the tree.

Salamon understood the instruction, as she started towards the base of the tree. Even though they had just met, Salamon was the very example of someone who knew him best. It was something he had adapted to quickly but had not understood completely. She made his lack of speaking easier for him. She closed the distances with great speed as she tried to keep her eyes open. She had not seen the small ninja again, but she was sure that it was near. There was no way that it would take the hit and not be somewhere looking for revenge. In a quick attack, she punches the tree at the closest point to her. “Petty Punch”

The tree fell in the opposite direction that it had been, before reaching Eliam. The fact that it had just missed getting so close to him, made him realize that although Salamon had saved him, he would have to figure out how to save himself. In this one mission, they faced enemies not only bigger but stronger than them. Eliam’s martial arts may not be enough to help him in the end, he might have to face the fact that he needs something more when facing a Digimon. It was a single slingshot, as the tree started over the cliff. Salamon rushed forward, looking over the cliff, “Watch out.” she called to the others. Not sure where the tree would land, but knowing that there was a chance that it might hit something.

Eliam reached her before they turned to the only other Digimon on the cliff. “If that is all, we are going to join our team,” Salamon spoke. Eliam was not sure if this Digimon was the one that attacked, but from Salamon’s reaction, he was sure that she wasn’t. He had figured that Sphinxmon was only there to watch. The experiments that were being done by her were something that he didn’t understand but knew meant something to her. In his opinion, she would want to watch her experiment more, including him. So if they were all in one spot it would be better that way, would it not? He didn’t wait for an answer, before spenging down the cliff, Salamon following behind him. Sliding in a way that was best for him, when he had to before he reached the bottom, Salamon beside him.

 

[Anorgos]

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Noise, noise, noise, nothing but buzzing noise. The crackling of the dying fire, the settling of rock and soil, the shouting and screaming of the small ones who came closer to see the devastation brought on by the fighting. Nothing but constant, aggravating, rage inducing noise. And then it all fell away as it felt the shallow breathing of the one in its cradling arm, eyes closed, face and jacket covered in scratches, and another soft coo escaped as it doubled its effort to keep the red haired passenger safe.

A deep, low, guttural growl started to rise from its throat as the giant stared down its prey. The experience and strength wasn't there, no matter how much it wanted to reach and tear the Knight's head from their shoulders. But that wasn't a good enough reason to tell the giant to run away. They hurt her partner, she will hurt them. Nothing more simple than that.

As Dark Knightmon readied itself with a stoic posture and mild swing of its lance at the ready, the giant jumped to life. Its quaking bellow erupted as it launched towards the Ultimate Digimon, shaking the ground and surrounding air one last time, with no concern for those behind it. Though its form barrelled at Knightmon, the perspective of its free arm would be hidden and not revealing to the powerful Digimon a trail all the way back to where it had started, clutching tight to a massive chunk of rock.

CABLE CRUSHER

The tendril tightened with such ferocity that an eruption of dirt and stone was launched into the air in the Giant's wake. The grasping fist and rock catapulted with the retracting tendon, quickly reaching them just as they were within striking distance of Knightmon, the Ultimate only now having the chance to see the crude weapon its opponent wielded.

It was a quintessential sight of primal vs modern. The towering armour covered figure, lance at the ready, suddenly getting cheap shot to the side of its face with a cracking blow of strength and rock. It was only using one arm, half its body turned away to further protect the passenger, but the feral Digimon continued to swing and pummel with the hunk of rock into Knightmon, and even past that as it shattered into pieces against the tough metal.

But that would be its limit. The fist struck again and again with little more than echoes of resounding metal, until Knightmon finally retaliated with its first proper swing of its lance, striking across the Giant and sending it easily back through the air. Its deep bellow soon gave way to the familiar sound of a soft painful cry as the Giant's form shattered and let the flying figures of Róisín and Lopmon come crashing back down into the soil and stone.

"Rói... Róisín..." Lopmon could barely get the words out, a few cuts and splotches of dirt on her body did little to convey how much she hurt, how painful she felt as she tried to pull herself closer to the still unconscious Róisín. She had to protect her, she had to keep her safe and...

The two lay in the dirt unmoving, shallow breathing the only sign they were still alive as the last of Lopmon's strength left her and she fell into the same state as her partner close by.

 

[ScatheAriiasqDrayceon]

They just barely made it through between the scorching fire, cringing at heat that, although warming their ever-cool blood, crackled at their hair and the faux fur of their jacket. They came out the other side tumbling and wheezing, nausea returning in force with the oxygen deprivation of being stuck between the drying pan and the fire. Instead of tumbling out of their roll gracefully, they lost balance and flopped onto their front, breathing hard.

"Fuck," they whispered, slightly singed and exhausted as they tried to force themself to their feet despite the ringing in their ears and the spotting in their vision. They could see it turning. Searching. Hunting. They locked eyes.

Instead of a desperate animal, all they saw was a furious human. Arii shivered. From the back of their neck to the base of their spine, like a fullbody quake. Any animal would have turned and fled. Died somewhere it felt safe long ago. No predator fights to the death. Not for territory, not for food. Arii bared their teeth fear. That was a human thing. Dragging everything else to the grave with them was a human thing. An angry thing.

Looking at that cat was like looking down the barrel of a rifle held by a stranger. And they couldn't move. They closed their eyes.

And then quite immediately opened them again because their clothes cinched around their skin and their weight shifted, and they were being held by the back of their jacket like their siblings caught them cliffdiving again, and everything screamed hold still, but they swung their head, anyway and Witchmon was on fire. The sound that came out of their mouth was something between a wheeze and a duck getting stepped on as they were waved around in the air, and they tried to ignore how their stomach curdled at the sight of the ground too fucking far away, and suddenly they didn't mind the fact that they were sharing space with the digimon, because the alternative was dirt at nine point eight meters per second. No thanks.

To anyone else, they looked quite like a scruffed cat, halfway curled up and very, eerily still.

When the cat lunged for them again, it was simply... obliterated. A point-blank attack directly to its face that basically cut right through it at the cost of sending both Witchmon, and by extension Arii, directly into the ground.

They thought they'd stay there. That'd be nice. being horizontal, in general, Arii thought was nice. especially when Witchmon finally let go of them and all their muscles fell slack on instinct. They groaned basically all through Witchmon's monologue, although it was more like a raspy wheeze. "See," they grumbled, "this is why you don't do nice things for people. Gets you a whole damn menagerie of problems."

The ground was shaking.

Arii cracked open an eye they hadn't realized they'd closed, alarm trailing up their back weakly. They pried themself out of the dirt, weight set heavily on their shoulder as they did their best to figure out where the feeling was coming from.

Then a whole cliff collapsed and they figured that was probably where.

Once again, they were dragged by the back of the neck, this time until they were dropped in the middle of the rest of the group. They hit the ground with a hollow sort of thump, not even trying to force their spinning vision into some sense of coherency to catch themself.

Everything whoever said went in one ear and out the other as they watched the blurry figures tumble down the rockslide, something like morbid curiosity forcing their gaze to follow the distinct form of Róisín as she fell. They blinked, and it was lopsided. What they could only assume was Lopmon squared caught her, and they were promptly distracted by the ringing in their jacket pocket. They blinked again, comparing the tiny image of the digimon on their screen and the giant fucking thing that landed in front of them.

They took a long, deep, calming breath.

And then followed it up with "Motherfucker!"

A new sound itched at their ears immediately following. Something changed, going from Impmon's usual... Impmon-ness to help, help emergency, help! They forced themself to look just in time to see him digitized and... vanish. They stared.

Something in their brain went pop.

As Lopmon-squared charged the newfound problem, Arii forced themself to their feet in a slow, wobbling sort of baby-deer motion. "What," they barked, and gods they were so, so tired like they'd been run over by a train, but they stooped to pick up Impmon's digivice and tuck it into their breast pocket. "Did you DO?" It was a snarl as they whirled to face Dark Knightmon, proverbial hackles up and bristling. They wobbled dangerously, especially when both Róisín and Lopmon went flying past them to land on the ground unconcious.

 

[Azurian Dream]

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Medical Team: Ace Damage Report

Clinical Evaluation Team:
Scatterbrain (Ace/Unimon) Pumpkid (Ruth/Terriermon/Impmon)

Main Objective:
Take Out The Satellite

Side Objective:
Defeat Cyclomon
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The stand-off was intense. Both Unimon and Cyclomon clearly agreed with the parameters in play. Neither cared to speak another word either, as all they did at the moment was stare at one another. They were waiting for something after the unicorn had spoken, trotting a visible sign of anticipation, followed by Cyclomon's big claw digging into the earth. Like they were each waiting for the other to cave into the dominance of the presence of the other.

It seemed like nothing would cause either to fold until a heavy rumble of an explosion, echoing back off in the distance to where Groundramon had been thrown initially by Palamon X, triggered Cyclomon to react. With a mighty bellow of war, Cyclomon flung themselves forward to the stallion, lifting its more intimidating hand in the air as it took a chunk of the earth, crushing it in its grasp. Cyclomon tossed it at Unimon like a series of ballistics ammo in an attempt to keep the horse earthbound.

"STRENGTH ARM," it disturbingly echoed as it sent haymaker of a powerful swing into the ground, aiming for where Unimon had been as the heat from its mouth intensified, opening its disturbing elongated maw and releasing all the energy it had pent up.

"HYPER HEAT. " The attack was quantifiable and more concentrated than what it had used on Terriermon early. This time, it dug straight into the ground like an actual beam, not sending Earth everywhere like last time but legitly slicing through, chasing after Unimon. With the Satellite at a safe distance, it was clear the giant yellow demon, like Digimon, had no need to hold back anymore. This gave the war horse little to no room for counter until...

"TRANSFER FINISHED IMPMON RUTH ARRIVAL IMMINANT. ACCESS CARD NEARBY PLEASE INSERT FOR ADVANCED ACCESS"

The Satellite would confirm to Ruth as a fast light could be seen in the sky projected right... for... Cyclomon. The beast would only get a moment of warning as the light showed towards him before its brown-masked face was bashed into by the summoned Impmon like a celestial sucker punch, sending the poor purple imp flying into the air, but more importantly, canceling the Hyper beam attack as saliva left the beast mouth in a temporary shocked state. With the attack that had been chasing after Unimon canceled, the stallion had a wide berth of an opening to counter.

Impmon would land near the vicinity of the hospital hut as a groaning Dr. Takashi came out with Syaokomon.

"Ohhh, that must be the virus the goodie, goodie, must be talking about," the Mollusk chimed at Impmon as the good doctor saw the fight take place. Before introductions could be made, another intense earthquake, followed by a massive explosion much closer than last time from beyond the gate, could be felt and seen off in the distance.

"... They might me able to win if they can hold off long enough is what I would have said early, but with what I am witnessing now... they might be able to pull this off on their own," Dr. Takashi spoke rather shocked off it all with what Ace had pulled off.

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Vibing In the Forest Faction Team:

Lounging Team:
galvanismgal (Mei/Black Gabumon), Twist (Kimi/Tentomon/Bushi Agumon)

Objective:
Defeat Tuskmon

Side Objective:
All Side Objectives Completed...
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As Gladimon let er rip, the duo initiated their counter plan, quickly sliding into a dodge as Mei slid with her Digimon. Though it seemed like Gladimon should lose some ability to curve with only one sword, he clearly lost speed, adding to the theory. Yet it seemed a one-blade wheel runner gave him a quicker reaction in direction as he shifted with ease after them in his spinning form. The frustrated ramblings of a madman could easily be heard from the moving saw blade.

As such, his blade quickly dug into the ice to follow them on their own path, his speed slowing down even more as ice started to build up on his blade. However, his pride blinded him to strategy, and he was quickly taken off guard by the smokescreen, heading straight in and reducing his visibility to zero, given his spinning attack. Yet he followed the haunting taunt of the woman's laughter, finding her position by sound alone. He would end this now.

Though it was clear he didn't care anymore, even with his senses messed up, common sense was already out the door, as all he wanted was Mei's beating heart in his hand. However, what hid in wait for him would find him first: the shattering of icicles and the sudden halt of his Wheel Rush momentum sealed Mei's execution over his limited thinking in a critical situation.

"Guhhh," Gladimon felt his own blade impale him as his body smashed into the icicles holding it in place. He was thrown to the side by his own momentum off track. The blade hadn't completely impaled through him as his armor stopped it halfway through his own body. He caught himself to a halt, using his own hands to stop himself as he lay on the ground once more. Again, this human had laid him out flat... Gladimon spat out digital coding as he looked at his new wound, gripping his own blade and ripping it out gritty from his body as he stood up. Surprisingly or disturbingly, he gave no words this time.

Mei had outdone him every time, had countered him every time, and now had bested him brutally with his own hands and blades. All of Mei's insults came flooding back to him, and everything now clearly was a calculated step to make him lose it. He could now see it all in the bigger picture. She had played him well for the fool he was... he no longer had a right to insult her with how much she had proven her superiority in the situation, and that realization alone boiled his blood to the brim. Though now what hit the most was his words returning to him...

"Such blatant disrespect for the field of battle. Such... such DISEASED INABILITY TO FIGHT HEAD ON. AND FOR IT? I AM STRUCK UPON MY PRIDE HAVING GAVE YOU FAIR GROUNDS TO DIE WITH DIGINITY."

He scowled at his own inability to see he was pulled straight into her game. His pride had been the disease that caused him to lose. She didn't disrespect the field of battle. She utterly controlled it most of the fight, and he, like a fool, charged head-on now in a near-dying state. He never knew he could hate something so much when really he was all to blame. Yet he still spun his swords... unconsciousness seeping into his mind as he stepped forward.

He would not die without his dignity; no, he still had many fights left in him. All he had to do was ignore her and go straight for the reptile. Once he was dead, he could handle her without a problem. Slaying the Kotemon wouldn't be a problem either. He just had to kill her other half first, and then he would win, right? His eyes were filled with madness and wanderlust as he kept moving forward.

Yet what was happening to him was the proper sight to behold. His whole step was not precisely moving but elongating his entire form. It was like watching a digital picture stretched to the extreme towards a new end while still latched to the starting spot. Kotemon charged the pinball sword strangely sheath as he reached out, seemingly aiming to snatch the champion. Then, without warning, it was like a reverse slingshot as Gladimons entire body was pulled right back to where he had been. A flash of light suddenly saw him go off high into the sky... he was gone as Kotemon hit the ground hard. Something had somehow removed Gladimon from the current equation.

Everything was silent for a moment as Kotemon got up and limped over to Black Gabumon handing him what he had jumped for before turning to talk to Mei.

"I saw you eyeing it. Figured it might be a good start to... something," Kotemon spoke, revealing the ribbon veil that had been latched initially to Gladimon. There was, however, something eerie about seeing it so up close. It was precisely like the tendrils that had snatched Mei into this world, but it was almost like in a state of flowing in the breeze even though there was no breeze to be had. It wasn't moving, but it was flowing slowly like a river.

"I am. I am going to go rest over there now and accept what comes my way," Kotemon finished his thoughts, turning away as he limped to a scaffold to rest against resigning himself to whatever fate the fort had in store for him. It was about then that a golden light in the distance shone into the sky towards the other end of the fort, and a voice very clearly rang out.

"TENOMON DIGIVOLVE TO..."

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"WAIT, CHILD," Gryzmon would call out as the girl rushed for her partner. The bear was held off by the debris that rushed past him in the destruction of the Panzer Knuckle attack. The bear couldn't charge after being forced to watch as the vicious dino gave no care for life, throwing its second fist right into a golden orb. At first, the attack wildly crackled in power against the golden orb as the fires from Tuskmon's attack threatened to consume it, but as Tentomons voice rung out, the orb expanded, forcing the feet of the green dino to dig against the earth as it was alarmingly pushed back.

Yet the dino doubled down, putting more force behind its fist, pushing against the caving gravels of the earth underneath its feet as it roared in Jurassic force until finally the bubble popped, and its mighty roar quickly turned into a bellow of pain. The Panzer Knuckle made its mark, unleashing all its force onto a golden set of a spiked shell. While the attack had probably done some damage, the following piercings and scratches from the near-indestructible spikey shell very likely left a regretful decision in the Dinos mouth as it reeled back, taking into the sight of the newly formed Tortomon.

Its left fist, a bit of a bloody mess, made the dino roar in the challenge at Tortomon as the turtle charged forward, causing Tuskmon's animalistic nature to command it to follow suit.

"HORN DRIVER," it roared as the horns on its back glowed, colliding with the rock and obliterating it into pieces, but not without the cost of shrapnel damage covering Tuskmon's body, only enraging it further. With something in its way uneasily moved, it seemed Tuskmon completely forgot its mission, instead locking onto Tortomon as a territorial challenge.

Leaning downward, it released another territorial roar, baring its gnarly and jagged teeth at the oversized golden tortoise. With a few digging kicks into the ground, Tuskmon elevated its stance until its head was high in the air. Its back horns became infused with irradiating power until it lunged back down.

"BAYONET LANCE," the dinosaur unleashed an energy lance right for the Tortoise like a missile aiming to blow away anything daring to stay in its path. It seemed Tuskmon would not move forward until it had removed the turtle from existence. Off in the distance, watching the fight, the unique Kotemon watched, extremely confused. Out of everything that happened, why... no... how had Tentomon digivolve?

It was like that fool once in their life, something with its head driven so high into the clouds that no one expected anything from it, but at a moment of pure tension, expanded past what it had been labeled. Kotemon gripped the handle of his wooden sword. The fibers could be heard creaking, resisting splintering, and the rookie was angered. It realized why it had fixated on Tentomon... it reminded him... of her... the fool... the one who shouldn't have been able to defeat "them" under such a ridiculous reason.

Yet, while it knew now that combat was out of the question with this new form of Tentomons being beyond the rookie's limitations, he was given another target to handle in the voice of Bushi Agumon. Kotemon turned its helm towards the icey-toned lizard. Spinning its metal ball-ended veil ribbon onto its arm like a bracer, the masked rookie turned to Bushi Agumon.

"Very well... you will suffice for now. Thunder Kote," Kotemon's electrified voice gave in response, turning its blade to Bushi Agumon. However, the orange dino proved disturbingly fast as it went for a low horizontal slash in a flash, with the mask Digimon barely blocking the attack with an electrically charged wooden blade. He was forced back into the deadlock between them. Yet even with the well-executed guard, Bushi Agumon blad still dug lightly into Kotemons lower leg. He should have known better that Agumon species were well-known fighters.

"Inazumi Giri," Kotemon countered, releasing the energy stored in his blade like an energy slash, forcing back Bushi Agumon as the mask-wearing Digimon gave chase, quickly going for a series of torso slashes aiming to make Bushi Agumon not have enough breathing room to use another one of those unique horizontal slash attacks. However, with each slash, Kotemon found its thought befuddled by what it had witnessed before, the rocking memory of what he felt that day years ago and how Tentomon was now a fixated reminder of it.
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Scout Party Rescue/Search Team

Search Team:

ScatheAriiasqDrayceon (Arii), Azurian Dream (Raven/Witchmon) RedArmyShogun (Ji-Su/Sealsdramon) Anorgos (Roisin/Wendigomon) Matreania (Eliam/Salamon)

Objective:
Mission Update: RUN

Side Mission:
All Side Missions Completed
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"Tsk, too good to be alive, are we," Witchmon cackled in humored response to Arii's complaint of being saved or better yet, trying to do a good thing. Yet that sarcastic attitude didn't stay long as things shifted.

Raven could feel the sweat on her brow; just like herself, everyone's attention was pulled to the dark knight and the looming black-stained sphinx. With Firamon, it had been a battle of pushing for victory. The chance they had to win was shaky but realistic. Yet with these two things as the goosebumps crawled up Raven's arms? Even with all their new championships, even an inexperienced Digimon person like her could tell they stood no chance. Ji-Su thought the same; she could hear it in the older woman's voice.

However, what really unnerved Raven was Witchmon's body language, which was like a mirrored effect. All of Raven's signs of panic were noticeable to the girl as if they were her own signs. Witchmon was no longer irate, aggressive, or seething. She was silent, looking for even the most minor signs of movement from Dark Knightmon. It was how Raven would react if cornered, unable to move, until she exploded in panic at the slightest tick from that which cornered her.

Arii's cursing language finally cut the silence as Ji-Su followed suit, yelling a question to the domineering cat and confusing Raven. Was this really a place to... wait? No, this was a distraction. Raven's mind moved at what felt like a marathon a minute, trying to think of ways out with the time Ji-Su was dangerously buying them.

"Christians? Ah, this must be the label for one of your human religions, yes," Ancient Sphinxmon surprisingly spoke in response, turning its head mask in a circle of movement like an owl.

"It must be so hampering having so many false opinions on a higher power when all you need to do is come here to witness the very real goddess we give faith to here. Ah, but it's not a concept, is it? She pulls humans in and grants them you bio digimon through her gifts. I believe you call them Digivices, correct? All she wants to see is your purity restored, and let's be honest, such goals require a form of violence, don't they? My goal is to lessen how much must be applied. If a few snap, it only serves a better process for the rest. All progress is made through sacrifice regardless or organic or inorganic status is it not," the casual words emitted from the mask towards Ji-Su and Sealsdramon were off-putting to Raven's ears. This was seen as a causal conversation and nothing more to this creature that clearly had plans for them.

Yet something else bothered Raven deeply... it wasn't how Ancient Sphinxmon answered but returned its own questions. It was a Mega, right? So it had a long lifespan, right? So why did these questions feel so off? It wasn't even mad at Sealsdramon's questioning, and it seemed happy even to have a form of debate. Raven wanted to get away from this thing. Hell, she would take on the dark knight with a stick if it would mean the Sphinx would disappear. However, her thoughts were interrupted as a voice spoke up in a panic. Raven turned to the source with a blank expression of confusion, baffled by what could be happening and unable to stop what was happening, and watched as Impmon horrifyingly disappeared as Ruth Digivice spoke something about transferring.

"IMPMON," she called out in a panic, yet just as quickly as the words escaped her mouth, he was instantly gone. Her hand froze and extended out, with her mouth lightly forming a gap. Had they done that? She turned back to the suit of armor with its lance as noises started to crackle. Wendigomon showed it morning and guilt to the harmed Roisin. She was alive. Raven could feel some air return to her lungs. They had survived the fall. Amid this, Ancient Sphinxmon watched the light of data that was Impmon fly off...

"Oh dear, it seems something has happened at the Fort. Oh? We have done nothing. Perhaps friends of yours were messing with things they shouldn't have," Ancient Sphinxmon answered and asked Arii if they would know. However, Wendigomon let out an enraged bellow once more before they could respond.

"Keep your tongue in place, little one. Something you want to say, beast," Dark Knightmon turned from Arii to Wendigmon without remorse for the damage done to Wendigomons partner or Impmon's predicament. It was clear the knight gave no damn to human life unlike Ancient Sphinxmon who treated this all like a mercy like divined embrace, the knight clearly saw this all as a mockery of waste of the goddesses time.

The beast, as expected, lunged for him as the knight shifted one foot behind them, the reader to pierce the abomination that was until it unexpectedly showed off its creativity. From behind, at an angle the dark knight was blind to, he was quick to rock hammer into his face like a sniper shot. It was too quick to predict or calculate a dodge.

Rock and dirt flew all around the knight's visage as the fist made contact, finally forcing the knight to bend back in the wake of an attack. This was the first time Wendigomon had earned a sign of damage inflicted throughout this ordeal. Yet as it followed, the effect gain was lost as the knight, amid all the rock swinging, started to lean back forward, moving its lance in hand in preparation for a death blow.

"Witchmon, Sealsdramon, we have to do something," Raven pleaded to her partner and Ji-Su as they witnessed this primordial violence that would not end well. The witch, who had been very malicious and domineering, hesitantly scowled.

"We can't, Rave. Wendigomon might take a swing at us, and I don't think I have to point out how we would be crushed in one move," Witchmon expressed, not seeing a way to jump in with Wendigomon in its state of rage. even if Sealsdramon snuck in, giving her an opening, the moment they caught Wendigomon, they would be set upon by Dark Knightmon. Restraining and fighting were not options here; she doubted they could even pull Wendigomon away if they wanted to. Raven's teeth locked as she felt useless now, her foot-stomping... onto something metal?

Dark Knightmon finished preparing its slow stance as Wendigomon kept attempting to do anything, anything to break or even crack the armor the knight wore. Yet all their efforts for all their strength were meaningless. With one swing, Dark Knightmon retaliated with a proper swing, sending the giant flying up into the air like a bat to a baseball. The beast would curve up before brutally coming back down, shattering its form into glass as the two luckily landed where the original first attack explosion took off, giving them something of a cushy landing and, more luckily, near their allies.

Witchmon scowled deeply as her prediction was accurate. Not even something as heavily built as Wendigomon could take a straight-on attack. Of course, other elements were at fault, but the truth was what it was... at this time... they were too weak. Raven stood back up, placing something in her skirt pocket. She ran to Roisin and Lopmon and slid down into the hole.

Witchmon followed, unwilling to not be near in case a quick reaction was needed. Her eyes fixated on the knight as the cat seemed docile enough for now. Raven quickly flung Lopmon over her shoulders as she grabbed at the shoulders of Roisin's jacket. As best as she could, she started to tug the heavier-muscled girl up the hole.

She had Roison about halfway out of the hole until a foot shook the ground. Dark Knightmon started to walk towards them, and Witchmon started to collect moisture in the air. There was no way to extract everyone out of this alive, and knowing Raven, she wouldn't leave till they got Eliam to. For herself, this would only result in a last-stand method as her human Partner got Roisin almost out of the hole.

Up above, Kougamon sneered in delight as the tree headed for them. As soon as the brush overtook the boy, it would end, with his clone blades shredding him quickly to pieces. Or that was to be the case, but as the tree fell, the ninja Digimon noticed something strange... the boy was pointing his fist at the tree... what the fuck did that mean?

Kougamon was then met with an unexpected change to plans as the dog from earlier rushed at the tree with no commands, hitting it at its crux point, shifting the tree in the opposite route, causing Kougamon and his clone's eyes to go wide as now the tree proceeded to fall off the cliff with them all muffling there screams to avoid giving up their positions.

Raven looked up as Dark Knightmon paused his steps, turning to watch the tree. Salamon warned them about falling right into the collection of fall-off dirt where the two Titans had initially been buried. Most importantly, the team could confirm that Eliam and Salamon were still alive. Though Raven, in particular, had questions as to how they seemed so untouched, a blessing was a blessing at this point.

"Kougamon, quit fooling around," Dark Knightmon's low voice threatened out into the open, unsure where the ninja was but also noticing how unharmed Eliam was. The ninjas in question kept their mouths shut, still hidden in the tree, not wanting to reveal the embarrassing turn of events that would no doubt end in death. As Salamon told Ancient Sphinxmon, "later," the dark armored cat chuckled, amused by the oddity of humans and their different personalities. Before they could respond to have Dark Knightmon snatch Roisin and Eliam, it paused.

Everyone would suddenly see Ancient Sphinxmon's mask face spin wildly left and right on its swivel. Without any words, Dark Knightmon, unexplainable, bowing in place, took a knee. Something apparently was happening that was beyond their understanding. Minus the black cat's face, the two figures stood absolutely still and silent as the flames around them started to swiftly vacuum into the sphinx's body, leaving the significant damage done by the purple flames to be left in the environment.

As Eliam and Salamon got down safely, Raven spoke. "Let's not stay around to find out what this is about. Ji-Su, Arii help me out. Eliam, we're bolting something is happening at the fort." With that, Witchmon, in agreement, spun around as Roisin was given to the red-dressed Digimon. Holding onto Lopmon, Raven started to run with Witchmon quickly escorting Roisin. With the flames now gone, they could make a run for it.
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[RedArmyShogun]

So much had happened, so little had been answered, a series of chaotic actions took place, new enemies made themselves know, an ally seemingly teleported away, veiled threats, cryptic meanings, something about purity, and the bitch from the voice that took them all here. It was too much to piece together as it all stood.

Staring at the Sphinxmon, Ji-Su could only guess at what was going on with the two enemies who still remained, to Sphinx and the Knight. She doubted it was good. Raven's suggestion of running wasn't a bad one, but she did question, well, all of this, from the trap to the ninja, to just what purity meant to them. It was clear that digitalization was not the answer, as if it were the towns wouldn't be under constant threat. Though from one of the hints it seemed violence was a key towards this. Did it deal with the evolution of the Mons? Too much to ask, not the right place or time.

"Sealsdramon! We are leaving as quickly as we can!" She shouted. Looking at the group, she wasn't sure what help Raven expected of her, everyone that needed help had it. If anything she needed the help, dress uniform shoes weren't designed for running, maybe she should look for sneakers or boots. Another question and issue for later.

Fortunately, it seemed Sealsdramon understood this situation as he moved at speed, scooping up his partner, the Cyborg commando was quick to sprint off, though a red sensor eye was moving over the rest, looking for any others that may need his help. "Right!"

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By the time Ace had found Ruth, his body felt like it weighed a tonne and he promptly collapsed into the dirt as soon as the club disappeared. When Ruth helped him to his feet, he barely had the energy to respond. “I’m fine.” he murmured weakly, though his legs betrayed him as soon as they reached the machine. He slumped back against it and slid down until he was sitting on the ground.

When Ruth praised him and Unimon, Ace didn’t know whether to feel pride, fear or maybe both. He could barely reconcile this unstoppable force with the anxious Cutemon he had come to know. The ferocity, the power, the sheer determination, it was unbelievable. It was as though all the anger and frustration Cutemon had kept buried had finally exploded, ready to consume everything in its path. All he could do was watch as Unimon stood against Cyclomon and hope that the battle wouldn’t consume them too.

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Cyclomon charged towards Unimon and tore a chunk of ground free with its clawed hand, crushing it in its grasp before hurling it towards his opponent. "Supersonic Wave!" Unimon cried, rearing onto their hind legs and letting out a piercing whinny from their mouth. The concussive sound waves shattered the debris midair, turning them into nothing more than dirt that scattered harmlessly around them.

As Cyclomon followed up with its Strength Arm, Unimon gave a powerful flap of their wings, thrusting themselves backward as the massive claw descended. The ground where they had stood a moment earlier cracked and exploded under the force of Cyclomon’s strike but the mythical beast was already in the air. Cyclomon snarled in frustration, the heat around its maw intensifying as it opened it wide and unleashed a concentrated Hyper Heat attack, slicing through the battlefield as it chased after Unimon.

The composite Digimon surely would have been consumed by the attack but, before it could hit its mark, Impmon shot down from the sky in a stream of light and crashed into Cyclomon's head. The yellow giant's attack was cut off in a spray of saliva and flame as it staggered backward in a daze. Seizing the opening, Unimon didn’t hesitate. Energy began to coalesce in their mouth, forming into a glowing sphere. "Aerial Attack!" Unimon roared, sending the massive energy ball hurtling toward Cyclomon as it's hooved feet landed firmly back on the ground.

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