2572/Stand Tall Before The Coming Storm

Stand Tall Before The Coming Storm
Date of Scene:	03 July 2015
Location:	The Great Ruin
Synopsis:	A game changer has arrived as Yggdrasil has started to take more interest or maybe its just a very curious Royal Knight.
Cast of Characters:	132, Karian Icefang, 695, Duke, 782

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Duke has posed:
The sun was starting to rise over the Great Ruins after a rain storm had claimed the area. What should be a peaceful morning however was not so peaceful. Digimon of many types were scattering across to get away from the very Ruins as a massive cannon blast could be seen exploding and shortly from its blast was the small form of a Metal Mamemon.

This was followed by another Digimon leaping over the side of a building coming right for the smaller Perfect level digimon. It was an Adult level digimon, with purple fur, humanoid body and a rabbit like face with long ears. It had a yellow like Gi with a blue scarf around her neck and two weapons in its hands. "Teeyyaaa!" The Turuiemon yells out, before the Metal Mamemon blasts her back into a building.

She rolls along the ground and groans as she goes to get up on her feet. Though crashing through one of the ruined buildings is the massive main assault, an Ultimate level digimon that looks like a Brontosaurus with heavy amount of armor and guns. Including a cybernetic head and spine. A Cannondramomn.

The two Grenade launcher lower down and the blue visor flickers. "I can see why you were marked with the Crest of Courage, little Exile." The massive Digimon rumbled. "But it will not save you..."

"That may not---" a robotic voice rumbled from the distance, "--But this will! Atomic Blaster!" From the distance of the voice, several bright blue laser blasts go streaming across the sky, before a massive fifteen foot Cybenetic draconic dinosuar come racing out of the parting rain clouds.

The Cannondramon gets blasted across his form, chinks of laser blasts bouncing from his armor plating, before he cranes his head around and the cannons follow as they blast up into the air at the War Growlmon X, which side bursts out of the way and lands down on the ground with his heavy metal allow claws digging into the ground under him.

Those robotic golden eyes looking over to the small Metal Mamemon as they do a quick zoom in. "Golden?" He says with a bit of surprise at the damaged Perfect Digimon. "These two idiots giving you hell? Though seems like you given one of them a pretty good bang up." His gaze shifting to the female adult Digimon.

Which the Turuiemon looks back with a sneer holding her damaged arm. "Shut up you damn Exile! We are here for one reason and one reason alone." She ignores the pain in her arm and readies herself. "To end all of you for our lord and master!"

However the Cannondramon's visor flickered a few times as data roamed across it. "Sister," He said lowly. "You should leave... you are in no condition..."

"But I can help still!"

"Leave! Master Duftmon will be upset if--"

The War Growlmon X narrowed his eyes. "Duftmon?" However the large Cyberborg has to quickly leave as the Cannondramon fires off several cannon blasts keeping him at bay for the moment.

Meanwhile...
As the cannon blasts have gone off, it has gotten some attention of a few of the Underground college kids that been starting to track down these Digimon activity from time to time, as they show up-- and then just seem to disappear. One such group, loads up into a van and heads out for the action is happening. Though keeping a safe distance, they slide the van to a stop and a few of them hop out with their home cameras and start to try to capture the action live for the internet to see. Though they seem to hop back in heading in try to get in closer to the action...

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     Aaaaaah, the perfect thing to clear his head and forget about the whatifs plaguing his mind. Really, Beelzebumon should be thanking these idiots for giving him such a priceless opportunity to blow off some steam.

     Paying no heed whatsoever to the underground amaturer film crew as he rumbles past upon the back of Behemoth, the Gluttonuous Demon Lord tears towards the raging battle with a wide grin on his face and an eager glint in his eyes. Ooooooh man, this is gonna be so cathartic!

Karian Icefang has posed:
    Figuring that it was worth his attention, the Wolf lord Karian Icefang and his massive thunderwolf Ygdril made their way into the area. He heard the radio chatter and, seeing as he's never seen a digimon besides Beelzebumon, opted to join in. So, here he was, charging in.

Doran (695) has posed:
The steady, rhythmatic flapping of leathery wings is all the DM Underground kids would hear just before a large purple-and-black furry dragon with white points and red claws bolts past just above their heads.

Doran, for his part, doesn't seem to notice the human attention, taking a few moments to circle high over the battlefield. He tries to stay out of immediate sight, using a more cautious approach. He is in one of his DEX-like forms -- just not the more common of the two. With any luck, and considering he's been seen Digivolving into his Dorugamon form with no fallout, he won't get attacked by a fellow 'Mon.

He banks sharply, golden eyes already constricted to cat-like slits, as he looks around. Hopefully Golden is alright -- he still owes him for shielding him from the Buraimon some time ago.

Golden (782) has posed:
    "Y-you're going to kill them all?! What can they possibly do to you now?!"
    Golden is covered with mud, and there might be more scratches and damage than normal for him. It's difficult to tell with the glitchy little guy. He was slammed through a wall and caught the wrong end of a few cannon blasts from Cannondramon. As much as the world is spinning and ringing, he isn't about to let a couple of Royal Knight lackeys win. He has to stop them and protect the Exiles, scattered they may be. It is very risky, but there are allies to help now. He believes that... he should. It's Important, with a capital I. He cares too much to let this go, as much as he would hate to admit it. He'll stand with Duke then.
    The small digimon shakes off a bunch of mud. "Then I'll have to stop you first." The crest is burning bright and cracks filled with the same light start appearing in Golden's form as Golden leaps into the air towards Turuiemon, unleashing a barrage of energy bombs as his form starts to pixelate and blur, growing larger as it arcs through the air. Local digital devices seem to react, flashing crazy patterns and emitting strange sounds as this happens, transmitting /something/ across the ether towards Golden.
    When Golden lands and the pixelation resolves itself, the scarred WarGreymon stands there tall and unbowed. "Tell me, do Chosen become digieggs when they die?" says the new voice that looms over the Turuiemon.

Duke has posed:
The kids are catching all this as their van tries to move in closer. One of them even leans out the window to catch the flying purple Digimon going overhead. The Multiverse was full off odd creatures and the like, but it never stopped people from being fascinated by it all!

The Cannondramon's visor continues to flick with data as he keeps picking up the incoming targets, along with some unfamiliar presences as well. "Turuiemon!" He snaps as his cannons try to blast through the building the large War Growlmon X was hiding behind. "Leave! That is an order!"

The purple digimon tsks softly before she goes to back flip and lands on the side of a building. "And you plan to take them all on? There is to many even for your armor!"

"I am a veteran here, this not my first battle. Now go!" Two of the Cannondramon's cannons spin around aiming down range at Beelzebumon and the Wolf rider, "...so the demon lord lives.." He says lowly before the cannons explode with grenade launch, which explode on impact with their target or the ground.

However as the Turuiemon was getting ready to follow the given orders, the old dead electronics come to life and her eyes widen, "What?" It was crazy for an Adult to take on a higher level digimon then themselves, it was insane even with her training to take on an Ultimate without the aid of another.

The blasts explode around her and she yelps in surprise before be knocked down into the mud sliding along the ground. Only to find as she gets up at a War Greymon. Her eyes stare in some sense of shock. "You-- you digivolved... without... Yggdrasil..." She scoots back a few times. "How-- how could that be right?!"

It seems the Royal Knights or their Soldiers were fully up to date on the on going events with the Multiverse. Though this new distraction gets Cannondramon's attention. "Leave her be Crest barrier! Your fight is with me!" One of the panels on his shoulder mounted weapons opens up and missiles are released as they fly right for Golden's new form.

Duke observes Golden's digievolution from a crack in the wall as he hrms softly. "So... they don't know..." He rumbles gently, before he uses his thrusters to get the high ground, his foot pushing off one of the buildings. With a sharp spin around and a snap of his tail, he opens fire with more machine gun turrets along his chest for the armored Dinosaur Digimon below.

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     It's good to see that everyone still has pretty much the same reaction to Beelzebumon when they first see him. Beelz was almost starting to feel like a half decent dude after that whole 'Make sure all Duke's friends don't get themselves killed while he's off brooding' thing.

     Then again, this is Yggdrasil's Chosen we're talking about. Tolerance for others outside of their little club isn't exactly a high priority.

     When Cannondramon opens fire, Beelz quickly goes into a sideways skid, slowing his momentum just enough to avoid a direct impact from the grenade... though that doesn't prevent him from tumbling through the crater and getting spilled from the seat of his bike.

     Even as he rolls though, he reacts, digging his claws into the concrete to stop his tumble and pull himself to a stop before standing and dusting himself off.

     "S'nice to see one of Yggdrasil's toadies besides the Shadowmutt. I was starting to get bored of it just being him to be honest... and he even sent one of his vets too!"

     Then he whips out his twin Berenjena shotguns and snaps them up towards the hulking dino, "You'll have to excuse me if I don't remember you from the war. I've fought so many of you jackasses that your faces all just kind of blend together after a point."

     And then with twin gouts of flames and a dual thundercrack, he opens fire.

Karian Icefang has posed:
    Karian saw the grenade incoming, as did the wolf. Both of them seemed to move in unison as the canine shifted to avoid the impact. The pair continue to ride hard, letting nothing stop them. As the grow closer, the ranged weapon of choice of the space marine, the bolter, is drawn. Taking careful aim, Karian lets it speak out against Cannondramon. Though with a look towards Beelzebumon, Karian cracks a grin. "Looks like I'll have to show you up again, Deamon lord." He shouts, half-jokingly.

Golden (782) has posed:
Golden's Brave Shield is brought to bear against the missiles, but it is nowhere near the defensive bulwark it was before the X Program attacked him. The missiles detonate against the shield, the force sending him rolling backwards through a low wall, reducing it to rubble as a dust cloud rises from it.
    "No." Golden says as he unburies himself.
    "My fight is with a mad god." He rises from the rubble and looks around. Even the Demon Lord is fighting against them. A strange armored man on a giant wolf too. He feels more confident that it was the right thing to do.
    "Surrender and join us in exile! Abandon the god who will surely turn on you as he turned on us!" He flies towards the Cannondramon, bringing the Dramon Killers on his arms to bear, aiming to cripple the digimon's offensive abilities.

Doran (695) has posed:
Golden Digivolving to a WarGreymon form startles Doran, who lands on a nearby ruin as his head cants to one side. "So that's why he has the Crest of Courage," he murmurs to himself, remembering seeing the glinting symbol on Golden's back some time ago. Very few Digimon ever became Crest Bearers, so who was Golden before the world was destroyed...?

His gaze then turns to the Cannondramon, eyes narrowing as his ears flatten. A Cannondramon commander of Duftmon's forces... yes, he remembers now. One of the most experienced and a bit of a bully at times. Always did rely on ranged attacks to command from afar. This must be an interesting experience, then.

Either way, Doran has no intention to Digivolve any higher -- he has to reserve his strength for when he really needs it. Knowing that Cannondramon far outclasses him in this form, he turns his attention to the Turuiemon instead. "Picked a fight, now trying to run away?" He barks sharply, taking flight again with a leathery SNAP. "Welcome to the Multiverse, brat -- where nothing follows Yggdrasil's will!"

His head snaps back as energy builds behind his teeth. "CANNONBALL!" Humans might expect a sudden full-body tackle from the sky, like the (in)famous dive into a pool. For Doran, it is a literal cannonball of the metal orb variety, fired from his mouth towards the Tururiemon.

Duke has posed:
The Cannondramon stomps down hard on one of its feet as it prepairs from the barrage of attacks, from above and to the side. Duke's own shots click and clack against the armor frame. Beelzebumon's own with Karian's clink on the hardened Chrome Digizoid armor. Though a dent was starting to form there from the impact points.

The visor flashed brightly as he rumbles to Beelzebumon. "I could not blame you for forgetting Demon Lord. Given your only focus was ever for deceased Dukemon!" His tail whips around and slams into one of the ruined left overs, sending it flying for the two.

The Cannondramon had to at least stand fifteen feet from foot to belly. It was a colossal of a Digimon and with the firepower to match. It also seems he was very good at making sure all eyes were on him, giving the young Adult Digimon the chance she needs to run for the nearest working terminal...

Something one of the kids on foot is already chasing and filming as he tries to keep up with her on his dirt bike. Crazy kids...

Or at least that was the Turuiemon's hope, until the Cannonball slammed into her backside and she yelped in pain. It sent her tumbling down into the ground, sliding across the mud and then flipping back up to her feet. She readied her weapons once more, before stepping back. "You will all learn to submit to Yggdrasil in time. His will is infinite and all powerful." She Then brings the blades together as they crackle with lightning before she then blasts a lightning bolt at Doran.

Though once her attack finishes she is on the move again.

A screen flickers up to Cannondramon as he turns his focus Golden that comes rushing down. He lowers down his head before he uses his power to shove the attack aside, though the claws dig into skin, causing some damage to form and the sight of what seems like blood to trickle down his large neck. >"I thought I told you..."<

>"I can't! A damn fuzzy tailed dragon is on me!"<

>"By the grace of Yggdrasil girl..."< The Cannondramon fires two of his cannons up in the air, before the explosive grenades can be seen coming down. >"...now run!"< If Doran wasn't careful he may get two grenades coming down on top of him.

Duke uses this chance to land down on top of the Cannondramon's backside and slam his claw blades into the armored backside. "You should listen to the Crest Barrier. You are in over your league here, Cannondramon."

"Hmph." Was the only reply from the Digimon as he used his two extra cannons to blast Duke right off. With a face full of explosive shells, the War Growlmon X went flying back and crashing through a building with a gentle. '..ow..' escaping from where he lands.

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     "Hey now! I paid attention to the other Knights as well! Dukeyboy was just my favorite!" Beelzebumon shoots back, before tearing off and diving sideways to get out of the way of the crumpling building as it collapses, sending up a billowing cloud of dust and debris that obscures everything.

     As the dust clears, Beelzebumon coughs and waves the cloud from his face, then looks down to see a piece of rebarb sitting between his legs, mere inches from his junk.

     "Woah... almost came close to sounding like one of those bloody chipmunks..."
     After that, he rolls backwards and onto his feet, then lets out a sharp whistle and leaps into the air, as Behemoth comes roaring out of the debris just in time for him to mount up.

     "Let's see how you deal with a /mobile/ target, Big McLargeHuge!"

     Then with a half crazed cackle, he tears off like a shot around Cannondramon, weaving in and out of cover and he pelts the bronto with a continuous rain of bullets.

Karian Icefang has posed:
    Karian takes note of what was going on, moreso how his bolter shells did little but dent the armor of cannondramon. "Going to be difficult, are you?" He asks. He dismounts Ygdril, and gives the wolf orders to secure the area. He then quickly radio's into his vox for a special drop. Moments after, a support drop pod lands behind some rubble, granting the wolf lord a chance to change his gear up a bit.
    When he emerges again, he had new toys. On his back was a jump pack, allowing him to leap higher into the air. In his hands, constantly crackling from it's power field was a mighty Thunderhammer, a weapon where impact was just the first thing, and the discharge of the power field was the second. By now, it would be clear that either the wolf lord was insane, or clever. He runs for Cannondramon and takes to the sky, and raises the hammer over his head, aiming to drop it right on the digimon and give it a taste of the Imperium's might.

Doran (695) has posed:
Doran snarls after the Turuiemon, "I was loyal once, brat. Yet here we are!" He dives at her, claws outstretched and jaws opened to engage in melee combat, but is struck by a lightning bolt before he can get anywhere close. The force of the blast sends him tumbling away, sparking and smoking, but he's fast to flip back up onto his feet and digs his claws in, halting his momentum.

He snarls, tail thrashing and wings flaring as he prepares to charge her again, but his ears twitch as he picks up a whistling sound. A look over his shoulder brings into focus the two incoming grenades from the Cannondramon, and his eyes widen as he curls up on himself, his wings wrapping around his head and body. A flare of golden light could be seen just for a moment before the grenades make impact, the ensuing double explosion seeming to obliterate the area.

So why is there still some digital distortion? Not as powerful as Golden's Digivolution, but still --

The explosion fades, leaving a heavy wall of smoke and dust in its wake... only to be dispersed by a flap of four large black wings with golden piercings on their leading edges. Red eyes glow dimly from the smoke as a large red-and-black striped dragon with white points and black claws steps out of the double crater. Doran twists his large neck as he takes stock of his unintentional Digivolution, then he stares right at the Turureimon.

"Yet here we are."

Golden (782) has posed:
    Golden comes around for another pass, raking along the side opposite Karian and Beelzebumon to avoid taking friendly fire.
    As allies assault the Cannondramon, Golden continues. "This is not a fight you can win." He dives in to go for a leg, but instead a flare of glitches affects him as the digital interference from Doran's unintended digivolution hits, causing him to briefly flicker and dive /through/ the large dinosaur-like digimon. He plows through the rocks and dirt of the ruined earth, skidding to a halt near Beelzebumon.

Duke has posed:
The Cannondramon steps slightly, his massive foot crushing some rumble under him by his sheer weight. His cannons dropped down low as he tried to create a barrage of fire at Beelzebumon as the Demon Lord came racing in, but was always to far behind him. Having trouble calculating the speed Beelzebumon was moving at.

The shots from the Demon Lord pelted his armor, but also clipped into his more softer skin, ripping parts of it to cause it to bleed or getting in deep enough to cause digital damage to start to display. The Cannondramon spin hims around with a much swifter motion then what would expect from something of his size, making the tail an obvious threat to Beelzebumon as it tries to whip him either off his bike or smash the bike into the ground.

The Cannondramon doesn't have time to defend himself however from Karian as the man drops down with his Thunderhammer against the head of the massive Digimon. The impact cracks the armor on top of his head and the weapon rings out with a thunder clap that echoes around the area.

The massive Digimon almost topples over as his visor blackens out for a moment. This was the perfect chance as Duke shoves out from his down stated to charge out and with his cyborg maw open and blades active, he goes to chomp down on the backside of the Cannondramon's neck. His blades trying to dig in to get a hold... though one scratching up the metal surface.

As for the rabbit martial artist of a Digimon, she keeps running, until she sees the flare of light and then turns to see the strange new Digimon she had never seen before. While her partner may have, she was to young to witness the destruction that brought about the old Digital World--and was to young to even remember that world either.

However by the sight of what so many DEX's were copied off of, a voice broke the air near the two. "That--" his regal youthful voice said out from the shadows. "Is quiet far enough." Two green eyes peered out from the shadows and a humanoid knight Digimon stepped out with flowing blonde hair as the wind started to kick up and the lightning crackled as if almost on command.

He would remind one of maybe a French Fencer and the sword to match. His green eyes observed the red dragon with them slowly narrowing.

"Sir...?" The female digimon asked in confused question, before he motioned with his hands for he to go. His eyes ever fixed on the strange draconic Digimon. "You are not one of Yggdrasil's, but you are the original." His finger slid along the edge of the rapier, before he then glanced over to a human recording all this. "Let us see how noble your heart is, beast." Then with a twirl of the rapier, the blade glows before lightning crackles along the sword and he then slashes at the air.

The Lightning hurls out like a blade slash, the ground ripping up under the wave as it goes hurling right for the young man on the dirt bike... though if anyone as to look back the Knight was gone, along with the Turureimon.

The Cannondramon gets his wits back about him and with a roar in frustration, up ends his entire body, causing Duke to slide right off, even if his teeth claim some of the flesh, before being smacked in the face by the tail and landing hard into the ground.

As his feet come crashing down, he sees the War Greymon coming for him, but only watches as the Digimon phases through. "Your code is damaged, Crest Bearer... perhaps it is you who..." Then he is distracted as a bleep comes over his view screen with text orders. "...As you command." With a roar, the cannons come around on a building and go to blast it apart with all four cannons. The building explodes and some parts around it.

The kids in the van having to run as bits of the ruins come crashing down, the young digimon in the air scrambling to get away, and worse it reveals the fight Doran has been having and for all those here who would know to see his evolved form... While this have no impact on Karian, it would have impact on others here.

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     The tail whirls out like a massive whip and Behemoth goes into a skid to slide right under the massive appendage... but what is quickly appearant as the daemon bike clears the huge tail is that Beelzebumon is no longer upon it.

     Mere moments before the strike landed, Beelzebumon lept from the saddle of his machine, soaring clear over Cannondramon's tail... and even as the massive bronto colapses to the ground, Beelzemon lands on his ribcage area and raises his hand up to strike, before stabbing with claws extended, "DARKNESS CLAW!"

     Regardless of whether his strike penetrated or not though, he follows up, raining blow after blow down upon Cannondramon in an effort to tear into him... only for Beelz to stumble and lose his balance as the massive dinosaur Digimon rolls back to his feet.

     As the Demon Lord crashes to the ground, the cannon shots ring out and deften him momentarily, forcing him to cover his ears and shut his eyes even as he rolls to a stop. Then he opens his eyes and looks up... to see a large piece of debris falling right at him.

     "Aaaaaah, fuck me."

     And then with a thunderous crash, the building comes down right on top of him.

Karian Icefang has posed:
    Karian looks at the changed Doran, unsure. But then as Beelz is crushed down, he leaps over. Despite their past issues, Karian slammed the hammer into the building piece. "Not yet....you still owe me a drink."

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     From somewhere in the crumpled debris, Beelzebumon lets out a muffled curse, "Oh blow it out your bolter, Mutt Lord."

Golden (782) has posed:
    Picking himself up, Golden sees the DORUGreymon and gasps. This was not something Golden wanted to see again, these dragons that Doran looks like right now. He remembers all the deaths he saw them cause and bellows. "They're here! Save yourselves!" And with a feral growl the battered WarGreymon leaps to attack Doran, despite the myriad injuries both new and old hindering him. He intends to send this soulless abomination back to its maker.
    "This is for Kikuchiyo! Heihachi! Katsuhiro! Kyuzou! And Kambei!" Each name is punctuated with a swipe of the Dramon Killers. Bitter tears form in Golden's eyes.

Doran (695) has posed:
Doran lifts his head as his ears perk, his wings folding onto his back. "Duftmon," he acknowledges the French fencer-like humanoid Digimon, not a trace of fear to be seen. His voice is virtually unchanged from any of his other Digivolutions, still that high-pitched childlike voice. "Original? That's one way to put it." His head lowers slightly, as his voice drops to a growl. "You're so blind, it hurts to look at you."

Then, the Royal Knight lashes out with his Shoumetsu no Tsurugi, sending an electrically-charged slash towards the dirtbike-riding DM Underground human who had gotten far too close to the battle for safety. A cascade of leathery snaps pierces the air as Doran utilizes all four wings to pounce on top of the human, protectively wrapping his entire body and wings around them.

The slash cuts deep, rending fur and spikes alike from shoulder to opposite hindquarter along his spine, exposing the internal blue framework within. But still Doran doesn't move, even as the building blocking himself from the rest of the battle disintegrates and reveals his current form to the others. Even as Golden starts tearing into him, opening the initial gash even wider and adding more besides. If anything, he just curls himself tighter around the human, doing his best to shield the squishy non-Elite from everything and everyone.

Duke has posed:
The claw of the Demon Lord rips into the Cannondramon and while his final attack has laid the Demon Lord low for a moment, the barrage of attacks before the command came in has weakened the behemoth of a Digimon.

Duke has no better luck either, as a piece of the building slams him in the head and nearly causes him to fall over, but he shoves off his foot to use his larger form to shield a child digimon that was about to get crushed. The wreckage crashes down on his body and while he winces in pain he looks down at the small Digimon. "You alright?"

The child nods.

"Good." With a roar he shoves the pieces of rubble off of him, to see the Cannondramon starting to move into a more retreat position, but also the sight of a the red draconic digimon. His eyes narrow slightly, as a twinge of something comes to mind.

"Dex..." he says softly. "...The... project?" Was another piece that slipped from his lips, as his mind tried to connect some broken dots. He snorts softly as his eyes flare blue. "Need more power before any more get injured!"

With a flare of lights and terminals coming to life that have been dead, the War Growlmon X is covered by a bright light, before it explodes outward with a thunder roar, as now standing where the War Growlmon X was, was a slightly battered form of the Medieval Dukemon carrying over some of the earlier injuries.

While others may be turned to either protecting or attacking poor Doran. Duke was not swayed to the mission at hand. He raced across the ground, before he leaped right at the Cannondramon, "Nice try, but I'm not so easily distracted!" Then with a cape swipe he sends the cloth ahead, as the Cannondramon opens fire.

Duke lands down on the ground, moving in before the Cannondramon can change position and then goes to drive his lance right into a section left open by Beelzebumon's earlier attack. Diving the lance in deep, which causes the Cannondramon to cry out in pain.

Yet something moves behind him at lightning speeds. Duke only has a moment to precede that feeling of a presence there. His gold eyes going wide, before he can disengage a swipe of air, electricity, and blade rear into the back of his form, knocking him clearly aside.

All enough of a distraction for the Cannondramon to flee through a sudden opened portal created by Duke's own evolution to give access. Just enough time for the Cannondramon to slip away through it before the power at last drains away.

As Duke does pick himself up, he stares up at the figure flying above him. Flickers of distorted images from his past move over in his field of vision. Duftmon stares down at him in turn, their eyes locked, before the Royal Knight simply tilts his head to the side softly. There was a puzzled look in those green eyes, before his head moves back slightly. "Curious." Is all the Royal Knight says before he seems to vanish in a blur of speed as Duke tries to throw his lance up at him, to only watch his own weapon pass through the air.

"Damnit!" Duke barks out before slamming his fist in the ground. Though his gold eyes then look over to where it seems... new trouble is already starting from Duftmon's little game... Which is when he picks up on-- "Golden!" Duke yells out, as he reaches to grab his weapon and starts to run over, "STOP!!"

There are still those filming all this and what a news they will have to tell...

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     With enough of the rumble broken up by Karian's massive thunderhammer, Beelzebumon finally bursts free of the debris and coughs, "Fucking jackass dropped a building on me! I am so gonna tie that neck of his in a knot for that! Now where is the bastar--"

     Then he looks up and spots a brief glimpse of Duftmon before he vanishes.

     ALl the anger just drains out of him as he looks at the blank spot where the Royal Knight once stood... and then he grins... a wide, wild grin.

     "Well... looks like things have gotten... /interesting/..."

Karian Icefang has posed:
    Karian looks over, and moves to put a hand onto Beelz's shoulder. "First, you need to explain to me what in morkai's arse is going on." He says, trying to understand why things seem to be going from a victory to infighting.

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     Beelzebumon shrugs as he steps out of the debris and dusts himself off, then replies, "Eh, you know, God's Generals have decided that all of us survivors from the last war are filthy filthy heretics and that we deserve to be purged in righteous fire."

Golden (782) has posed:
    Goroubei can only see enemies surrounding him; Duftmon, Medieval Dukemon looking similar enough to a Royal Knight, and the ersatz DexDORUgreymon. With berserk fury he turns on Duke, a wild anger showing in emerald eyes. "Betrayer! They trusted you and you turned on them! How many died for your cowardice?! You could have stood tall against the storm! YOU hid behind duty instead!" He screams as he attacks.
    But this is no longer bravery, or courage. It is a raw and ignoble emotion. It is not what Goroubei stood for in the slightest. And so the focus is lost and the consequences must be paid.
    In mid-swing the data shatters and leaves only a deformed, injured, and unconscious MetalMamemon.

Doran (695) has posed:
Doran tanks Golden's rage and the attacks it fuels, at least the best he can. Never mind the code damage either Digimon bears, visible or not -- it's still an Ultimate-level beating up a Perfect. There isn't much the DoruGreymon can do... though when Duke unwittingly pulls the aggro off of him, Doran shakily uncoils from around the human.

Doran lowers his horned muzzle to the human. "Go." A slight nudge of the human towards his upturned bike. "Hurry." His form ripples unsteadily. "Be more careful... next time." This isn't the first time these humans have been around to record a Digimon battle, and it won't be the last either.

Regardless of how quickly the bike-rider departs, Doran's DoruGreymon form shudders one last time before being enveloped in golden light. It almost immediately shatters in a myraid of light motes... to reveal Doran's Child-level form of Dorumon lying on the ground in the same pose as the DoruGreymon. The damage still translates, slashes criss-crossing across his purple fur, and he rapidly blinks a few times to try to mentally regather himself and clear his blurry vision. He doesn't even try to get up, not yet -- no strength in reserve to even budge.

Duke has posed:
Golden turns on Duke in his rage and the Knight Digimon almost skids to a halt, taking on a defensive form. The words though do cause a twinge of guilt, only because while he doesn't remember everything. He /does/ know what the Digimon speaks about. He does know that events happened and he could have maybe stopped it--- and in some ways, he did... but all to late. It was the only thing he ever concluded but never knew the pieces to fill in how.

Duke then barked at him his eyes flickering blue. "Golden! Get a hold of yourself damnit!"However it seems in the action that was no longer that of braver, but that of anger-- the War Greymon shifted back and landed against Duke's chest, who he kept from falling in his one arm.

He closes his eyes for a moment and then looked over to where Beelzebumon was, then to the red dragon who was protect the human. A very-- very-- scared human. Talk about a college guy who was actually in tears for the great fear he was placed under. Though when Doran tell him to leave, he doesn't hesitate to do just that!

Duke then observes as the strange Digimon degenerates back down his child like form and realizes who it /was/. His gold eyes go wide, before then settle down to an almost look of sorrow. How could Doran cause such anger out of someone like Golden. Then he glances to the side, gears turning in his head for a moment, before he starts to walk over. "Doran." His voice calm, as he his lance vanishes and he extends down his arm for the Wolf like Digimon to crawl up into. "Lets go home."

Yes, Duke will walk these two back to the Ranch if he has too. His gold eyes do look over to Beelzebumon. "Beelzebumon. That was a Royal Knight... wasn't it?" He asks for the conformation. "...so we are running out of time?"

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     Ironically, Beelzebumon completely missed the whoile dust up with Doran, what with being buried, then seeing a Royal Knight, and finally being distracted by Karian.

     Be thankful for small favors.

     Whern Duke finally speaks, Beelz turns his head and nods, "Yup. Duftmon... the premiere Strategist of the Royal Knights. His battle tactics used to give Daemon fits of absolute rage."

Karian Icefang has posed:
    Karian is quiet as he listens, before nodding. "I've heard enough. I'll assist you." He says simply. Meanwhile, Ygdril had somehow made his way to the humans, and seemed to be trying to either grab at the camera, or just make sure they were ok.

Doran (695) has posed:
Doran manages to roll rather ungracefully onto his stomach, then expends what feels like a massive amount of energy to simply flop over onto Duke's hand while curling into a very small ball. He's very thankful that only Golden lashed out at him, all things considered. Beelzebumon has seen him in that form before (and hasn't put two-and-two together yet) and the former Demon Lord is at full strength.

He does not want to take that chance, not after Golden proved his suspicions all over again. Beelzebumon can and will kill him in that form, given the opportunity.

He murmurs blearily, "Duftmon scouts... for tactical advantage... Bigger issue..." He opens one unfocused eye at Duke. "...Who'll show up next...?"

Duke has posed:
Duke looks down at Doran in his arms. His eyes soften slightly. "I... don't think we want to know, Doran... because I fear if my gutt is right..." He doesn't say anything more, but simply carries the two to meet up with Alexis' pokemon.

Things were only going to get harder from here on out.