Scene #2130: The Body Count

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Dukemon X	The Great Ruins spreads from land to ocean,while some towns are being built at the coast, this battle is far from them. Located in the heart of this area surrounded by crumbling buildings, broken vehicles, and not much left to be seen. This is where a fifteen foot Cyborg Red dinosaur Digimon stands with his gold eyes narrowed and tail moving side to side slowly. The white-blue mohawk hair flickers with electrical charge from time to time, as a few rain drops tap down across his body. Storm clouds could be seen rolling in and thunder roared out in the distance, along with a few displays of lightning that dance between the clouds. He waited for Beelzebumon to show himself, his robotic claw hand clicking gently as he waits and a whirl of servos, with a few vents expelling out hot steam. Though surely Duke wasn't going to fight like this, was he? He already knew the results if that was the case... ...But he has gotten better about controlling his Evolutions with not only practice from Alexis, but by some words Beelzebumon also have him.
Beelzebumon	Off in the distance, a single light flares, weaving in and out from between ruined buildings as it approches... and along with it is the familiar growl of a heavy duty motorcycle engine. Slowly, though, Beelzebumon brings Behemoth to a stop about a block from where Duke stands, and the Demon Lord steps off his ride, before looking up at the thundering stormclouds overhead. "You sure do know how to pick a dramatic battlefield, lizardface! Nothing like a battle amidst a thundering storm..." He twists his head to one side and cracks his neck. "I'll even be gracious and let you have the first swing... now show me what you've learned."
Dukemon X	The War Growlmon X rumbles as he watches Beelzebumon came in and his body tenses in preparation. His eyes narrow as a flicker of blue lights up for a moment in his pupils as his HUD targeting display zooms in on Beelzebumon as he comes in with Behemoth. Once Beelzebumon steps off and makes his comment about weather, Duke can only chuckle softly. "I figured why not, after what we have been through. This day should be dramatic!" He says with an amusing tone in his voice. "Because this time you /will/ be giving me answers." Those eyes narrow slightly at the next part before he raises up his head slightly. "How generous of you, Beelzebumon. To allow me that---" Those thrusters come to life and Duke rushes right for him, quickly covering that distance, "CHANCE!" As the War Growlmon X comes flying in, his body starts to glow and with a roar the light consumes him, electrical energy surges out from him as lights go crazy as he passes by at near mach speeds, and cars, along with old arcades come to life that should have been dead in that moment. Like an explosive force, Duke breaks out from the Light as Medieval Dukemon, with Halberd Lance Axe in hand as he cries out, "TTRAAH!!" And then goes to swing the axe blade lance in his speeding pass trying to catch Beelzebumon off guard in the burst of speed. His armored feet slam down on the ground, as he goes to turn himself around on his heel, the dust and ash of the area being shoved aside as he turns to face the Demon Lord, his cape bellowing out slight as the wind current at last catches up.
Gaonoir	The ruins already had plenty of crooks and shadows for one small and dark enough to lurk in. The storm brewing overhead and casting an eerie darkness over the region just made it all easier for the more subtle to sneak through. All the same, Gaonoir was being cautious in his approach, remaining in his smallest Child stage and keeping to shadowy cover. They knew he had access to that broadband frequency, so he wasn't pushing his luck that this could be some sort of trap to lure him out after what he had done. After all, her had seen them working together before. Eventually he found a breach in the lower foundation of a wall that he could crouch down in and remain in the shadows. He had to resist the urge to shake the drizzle out of his fur as the movement could possibly give him away. Instead he sat, a lone hunter in the dark footsteps of the storm. This was a fine oppritunity to see what his foes were truely capable of....
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon grins widely as he drops into a combat stance, eyeing his opponent carefully before the huge cyber-dino charges down upon him... only to evolve in the middle of his run and unleash a swift dashing strike! Reacting swiftly, Beelzebumon leaps and twists to the size as the edge of the of the halberd cuts a gash into his chest, leaving a wide diagonal cut in his leather outfit. "Nice to see that you can control when you evolve now! The first two times we fought, you had to be goaded into evolving!" As he lands from his evasive leap, he spins around and delivers a swift roundhouse kick to a ruined pillar, snapping off a chest sized chunk of granite and rebar and sending it hurtling at Duke.
Dukemon X	Duke watches as Beelzebumon kicks the pillar and his body tenses for a moment. "Lets just say I've had some good instructors and people pushing me!" Once the chunk comes flying at him. Duke's eyes narrow behind the shadow so his armor and he then spins his body to catch the chunk with the blade and cleave it in half. A part of it does impact against his shoulder, cracking the armor a bit, but that doesn't seem to slow down the Knight Digimon. Instead he starts to spin the halberd in his hand, generating a wind current around the weapon before he lets out a battle cry and then slams the weapon into the ground. A massive wind blast shots outward, carrying rocks, metal pieces, and ash right at the Demon Lord in the current of the strong wind force. "I am also growing tired of feeling like everyone knows something where I am left in the dark! Alexis is hiding something, Doran, you, and probably that miserable shrimp."
Beelzebumon	Catching the blast of wind and debris full on the chest, Beelzebumon stumbles back, barely able to keep his footing on the rough terrain as he tries to steady himself, "Well, I don't know what /their/ hangup is, but you're right! I /am/ keeping you in the dark!" Then he quickly snaps up both of his Berenjena Shotguns from their holsters on his back and his leg, then unleashes a pair of shots, ricochetting them so that one slams into the back of Duke's knee, while the other nails him in the shoulder. "After all, where's the fun in just straight up telling you what you want to know?"
Gaonoir	Stray rubble tossed by the wind blast clatters against the wall above him, Gaonoir reflexively crouching down in his hiding spot at the noise. Eyes narrow at the 'shrimp' remark, but in this form the dark canine has probably the best grasp on his deeper feral side and stifles back a snarl with ease. That's another notch on an already large list in his mind...
Dukemon X	"So you don't know who he is either?" Duke asks Beelzebumon as he reflexively reacts to the shots, only to be caught off guard at the bullet trick shot. The bullets impact into his knee first causing him to grit his teeth behind the plate (if he has teeth behind that plate), and the one into the shoulder causes him to stumble forward a bit. He tries to steady himself, but as soon as he goes to place weight on the injured leg, he has to shift himself such away to use the Halberd as a walking stick in a since. He almost laughs a bit. "...Now... that wasn't nice..." There was an amused sound in his voice, before he forces himself to stand on the leg, bite through the pain and then leap right at Beelzebumon. "Try that again! I dare you!" Duke roars out as he goes to slam down the weapon in a cleaving strike, but the blade ignites on fire and soon as it impacts the ground, the blaze blasts outward from it, before he yanks up the weapon and then goes to cleave upward, trying to follow where Beelzebumon may go with the strike. Duke for the moment very unaware of their watching guest near by and fully focused on the Demon Lord.
Beelzebumon	"The mutt? No idea! I can't keep track of /everyone/ who has a grudge against me! Only the interesting ones!" You heard me Gao, you're not interesting enough for Beelz to remember! Once again, Beelzebumon dodges back from the swift flaming strike, but the follow up proves to be more successful as it sends him hurtling upwards into the air, before crashing him down through the room of a half torn house. "Ow..." As he lays there, he looks up and sees something that makes him grin, before climbing to his feet. "HEY LIZARDFACE!" And then he emerges from the gaping hole in the house... With a toilet hefted over his head. "EVERY DUKE DESERVES HIS VERY OWN ROYAL THRONE!" And then he chucks it at Duke.
Sanary Rondel	Just how did Sanary get onto the roof of one of the few (barely) intact buildings? Even she isn't entirely sure, but there's more important things to worry about. Namely, Duke fighting Beelzebumon off in the distance. Their fight looks several degrees higher and crazier-looking than what she's used to, but that just makes her current position much better. Safer, too. She's sure as hell not going to get off this roof anytime soon, especially not if they have any plans to escalate things further. For now, Sanary just keeps herself busy with leftover chips while watching the two go at it.
Dukemon X	The lightning cracks the sky as Beelzebumon goes hurling into a building, which gives Duke just enough time to heat up his black clawed metal hand to try and close up the wound in the back of his knee, at least numb away the pain. He winces one eye closed as he does then and wants to buckle down on that knee, but manages to hold his own, only to hear Beelzebumon call up to him, 'Hey Lizardface!' Then sees the toilet, "Oh no you wouldn't!" Toss! "Oh no you didn't!!" CLANG! The Toilet smacks Duke right in the face and with an hard metal clang he goes over and to even injure his pride more, it crashes back down on top of his stomach, "Ouf!" Yes... a seven foot six Knight Digimon brought to the ground by a toilet. Duke then reaches over and yanks the damn porcelain throne off of him, before getting back up to his feet. "You know... I get really tired of people mocking my /name/. So why don't you go Beez off, you old clunker!" Duke then flings the toilet right back at Beelzebumon, though it was easy to tell that the throw was not with all of his strength. He was still recovering from being knocked in the head then flat on his back. The rain was also starting to now come down, gently drizzling along the ground, darkening the ash.
Gaonoir	The shadow figure slinked back out of his hidey-hole and behind the wall it was under. Though the last comment made by Beelzebumon actually made him chuckle softly, though in a dry unamused manner. He wasn't the least bit surprised that the Demon Lords had such disregard for the army fighting for them that they would not remember an opponent that tore through many of their minion ranks like a one digimon wrecking crew. Another reason to hold contempt against them, perhaps ... Granted, some of the Royal Knights were barely better, looking at their soldiers like one would the pawns on a chest board -- disposable but potentially powerful if they survived long enough. Probably not ironic that a lot of them were PawnChessmon back in the war. A half toppled pillar provided an ramp for the canine to climb up, finding a higher perch on a ledge cast in shadows. A better view of the fight below. Lightning crashed overhead. Clouds churned almost like a ominous life of their own. Gaonoir didn't remember which Demon Lord it had been leading the force that marched upon his village to corrupt it's digitamas. He just remembered the frenzy at the sight, the feral rage that had fired him into evolving, and ripping into the invaders as Gaogamon. Not until he attacked the Demon Lord himself did he get slapped aside like he didn't matter. Nor did he remember which Knight finally arrived to chase the Demon off, just seeing the form land through blurry vision as he devolved and passed out. Yet that brief sight had been all it took to convince him of what his purpose would be from then on... Another crack of thunder brought Gaonoir back to the present. To the fight. To the... were they seriously throwing a toilet around like a couple of Garbagmon??
Beelzebumon	And with lightning speed, Beelzebumon whips out one of his Berenjenas once more and obliterates the toilet with a single shot, "Like shooting skeet!" Then he spins the shotgun around and reholsters it before leaping back down to the ground. "Now that the warmup is out of the way... LET'S WRASSLE!" And then suddenly Beelzebumon charges in, staying low to the ground as he does so before reaching out to embrace Duke with both arms, before pitching back and hurling him across the battlefield with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex.
Dukemon X	Duke gets back to his feet and steady once more only to watch the toilet shatter to pieces. He rolls his shoulders and winces at the pain in the one still. Then when Beelzebumon says that was just the warm up, Duke's gold eyes go wide. "...seriously?" Yeah--- he wasn't expecting that. He attempts to get out of the way, but being caught off guard, he is flung once Beelzebumon gets his arms on him and tosses him. Duke goes through one building and out the other side, which causes the building to come toppling down. The Knight Digimon rolls across the wetting ash, which clings a bit to his armor, as he at last comes to a stop and pushes himself back up. His fingers dig into the ground, before he roars out and goes racing back across the field. He leaps up and jumps up to catch a few pieces of rubble still coming down, before flipping in the air and giving one a hard rotating kick to fire it the distance back at Beelzebumon with a thundering roar--- or maybe that was the storm clouds? As the piece is hurled for the Demon Lord the knight is on his way back in, with his weapon at ready and his feet pounding the ground as his eyes glow with energy. "YOU GOT IT!"
Beelzebumon	With a kickflip, Beelzebumon launches himself back up onto his feet and twists around, just in time to see Duke crash through the building, "Yes, seriously!" Then like a shot, he's off, charging after his opponent through the cloud of debris kicked up... and ends up paying for his restricted sight within the cloud when he takes apiece of rubble to the face that staggers him mere feet from Duke. Never one to exactly play fair though, as Beelzebumon sinks down to one knee, he grabs a handfull of pebbles and crushes them into fine dust, before whipping around and throwing it right in Duke's face to momentarily blind him. And then in those brief moments of blindness, Beelzebumon leaps up onto Duke's shoulders and grips his head between his thighs, before backflipping and dragging Duke up and over. FRANKENSTEINER!!
Dukemon X	While Duke may not remember his original origins, the fighting methods were still there. The instinct, the reactions, the tactics. In his heart of hearts, he was still Dukemon, he was still that Royal Knight that fought in the Demon War and was perhaps-- the single voice of conscious to the rest of the Royal Knights. Given that while he was, is, a virus type-- his heart never was and he knew how to balance his aggression with valor. Though times like these.... ...its a kicker in the face. Duke finds the dust of ash and pebbles thrown up at his face, "Rargh!" And he becomes blind in that moment, unable to locate Beelzebumon in time and where Beelzebumon takes hold of him with his thighs, and then flips the Knight head over heels. Duke crashes into the ground with the sheer force to his head, cracking the Digi-chrome armor and allowing Beelzebumon the time to get back up on his feet, before Duke can get back up as well. Duke rolls himself, over and with a shove of his foot, he forgets his Halberd and goes to tackle right into Beelzebumon, shoving him into another building before, before driving his fist right into the Demon Lord's abs, then taking hold of his head while he reflexes to slam his face into his rising armored knee.
Beelzebumon	Expecting his foe to take longer to recover from being slammed so hard into the ground, Beelzebumon is instead caught off guard when Duke's first instinct is to tackle him through a wall and then grab him bu the head and slam a knee into his nose with a satisfying /crack/. But even as he staggers back, his broken nose streaming black blood, he makes a grab for the nearest chair and swings it over his head in an effort to smash it upon his armored skull.
Dukemon X	Duke can only smile behind the plate, at least one figures he is. "I can play just as dirty as you... Glutton." Wait-- was that an old dirty name Duke use to throw out in the day... or was that just something he came up with in the moment? Then there is a chair and it smashes down on the Knights head, shattering into pieces as it does. breaking off one of the armored side pieces and causing Duke to go smashing down into the slow becoming mud pile of the ground as rain continues to pour and lightning crackles the sky. "...aauugh.." He all Duke can rumble out as he tries to get back up on his feet. Yeah--- that hurt.
Gaonoir	A hunter knew when to strike quick and fierce.. and when to let his prey tire themselves out first. Sometimes by running in fear. Sometimes by fighting each other for dominance first. Unseen, the shadowy figure moved from his perch, headband tails briefly fluttering in the rainy winds. Lightning flashed through the storm clouds and like its own angry monster rage bellowed in thunder. Followed a slightly less deafening boom echoing after as the shadow moved across the clouds... and the burst of disruption that follows it, practically unnoticed this time with the lack of electronic devices in the wreckage of infrastructure. The form hits the ground in a three point crouch, glow from a burst of lightning flashing across the mirror-lens visor now covering his eyes, glinting off the fang protuding from his smirking maw. Then Gaonoir launchs himself from the mark, boosters sending rooster-tails of wet ash flying as he tears across the ruins, gauntleted arms thrown out to the sides to catch both of the other Digimon in a high speed double clothesline. "Mind if I CRASH the party?"
Beelzebumon	With the chair reduced to splinters, Beelzebumon throws the broken pieces away and smirks, taking a moment to wipe the blood streaming from his nose, "Heh..." He seems more amused than anything by the nickname. And then Gaonoir makes his presence known, rushing in with a wicked clothesline. Beelzebumon barely has time to turn before he catches the clothesline in the upper chest and gets flipped head over heels by the blow, bouncing like a ragdoll before skidding to a stop and coughing up a splatter of blood. "Figursh..." He turns and spits out a bit of remaining blood, his words slurred by his broken nose, "Jusd when id geds good..." Then he grabs his nose and cracks it back into roughly the shape it should be before standing up and cracking his knuckles.
Dukemon X	Duke was just getting back on his feet when Gaonoir suddenly comes rushing in and like Beelzebumon gets knocked right over back down onto his backside. He grunts a bit and tries to get back up, his foot slipping on the mid as rain runs down his armor, against the pixelated cracks on his head along with dents. As he does get back up on feet, just as Beelzebumon cracks his nose back into place, it is easy to see that Duke is probably in worse condition due to the smash to the head then Beelzebumon is-- at least by appearance. He does give his head a good shake, before resting his palm against the edge of it. "Come to finish what you started, pup?" Duke then stands up tall, before summoning this halberd into his hands. "...and you really shouldn't have come between us. That was a /mistake/." He then takes the weapon in both hands, but while Duke was putting up a good front, it was easy for anyone with a good sense of battle that he was still not all there yet.
Gaonoir	That says something about the dark cyber-dog right there, able to send two Ultimates reeling with an impact while only a Perfect himself. Of course, them both being beat up already helped too. As they fly from the hit Gaonoir plants one metal foot in front of himself as a break and skids to a stop, flexing back the other leg into a half-crouch. "Pff." Head tilted forward a bit, enough to show the gleam of his yellow eyes over the top of his visor. Not only was his voice 'older' sounding in this form, but it had a subtle electronic reverb to it, like someone speaking through a glitchy speaker. "Last time you got in my way was business." Gauntlets clenched tightly at his sides and started to crackle with shadowy energy around the knuckles. "This is for my own pleasure." With that he made a short jump forward, though not to attack Duke directly. Instead he pinwheeled around one arm as he came down, slamming the fist into the ground with enough force it caused the broken ruins floor to uphead a bit along with the radiance of dark energy at the impact, seeming to linger for a distorted split-second before the shockwave actually thunders out from the cyber-dog.
Beelzebumon	Normally, Beelzebumon wouldn't care about someone else jumping in on his fight. He generally is the sort willing to fight anyone and everyone who steps into the ring. But Duke is HIS rival, and god damnit, no one is going to interupt their battle and get away with it. When the shockwave rips through the partially demolished house, Beelzebumon leaps back, catching the shockwave and using it to flip around as he's propelled, then plants his feet firmly into the wall as he impacts and coils up like a spring. And then he launches off the wall with enough force that it crumbles behind him and twists around again to slam both feet squarely into Gaonoir's face.
Dukemon X	While Beelzebumon had it together, Duke wasn't so lucky. As Gaonoir made his comment, Duke 'tsked' softly and tried to get out of the shock-wave like the Demon Lord did, however he was caught in the blast-- including as he was trying to warn someone over the comm to get out of here. This someone being Sanary as this /now/ got far more serious-- and dangerous. The shock wave collided into Duke sending him smashing through a window and some rubble came to fall down on top of him. "Nrrrh..." His hand glowed gently before he uses a wind blast to knock the mess off of him and staggered outside of the building. His gold eyes narrowing as he stares at Gaonoir. "Why do you care... why are you even /doing/ this?!" The Knight Digimon the watches as Beelzebumon springs in goes to kick the wolfie in the muzzle, because as soon as the Demon Lord's kick goes to connect, that is when Duke comes in. He goes to use his the butt end of his lance to swing around, trying to trip up Gaonoir and hopefully watch the martial arts canine go down onto the ground.
Sanary Rondel	Now things are getting... Different. Sanary grunts lightly as the intruder appears, seeming to be quite formidable on his own even against the two other Digimon. It's not until Duke's voice comes in over the radio that she actually looks somewhat perturbed. It takes about a minute or two for her to find her way back down from that roof, giving her a good amount of time to think about what to actually do in this situation. On one hand, getting out of there as requested. It's certainly the safer option, and considering how crazy Duke's and Beelzebumon's fight had been, it's probably also the sanest option. On the other hand... "Hey. The hell are you? This is supposed to be a one-on-one!" Snorting loudly to get the clog in her nose cleared, the healer spits a dusty wad onto the ground to her side while shooting an irritated glare at the shadow dog... Thing. She unhooks the gunaxe from her rope belt and rests it against her shoulder, then points the handguard slash barrel towards it. "If you want someone fresh to fight, I'm right here!"
Gaonoir	Gaonoir brings up his gauntlets to shield his face. Though Beezlebumon's stomp lands with enough force to kick his own arms back into his face and throw him off balance. Which Duke capitalizes on with a stick-end swing of his weapon to sweep out his legs. Gaonoir tumbles over backwards, crashing against a pile of rubble and toppling over it. The flip-over does give him a good oppritunity to land on his feet, skidding a bit before coming to a stop. "Because it's what I was -made- to do." That's a strange emphasis to put on that word. And then he kippuped backwards, disappearing into the shadows. Normally he couldn't use his shadowplay to its fullest effect in this form, but with the darkness being cast from the storm overhead there was more than enough large shadows for even the eight foot cyber-dog to step through. Though he was still there, because his snarling laughter could be heard coming from the darkness around them and making it difficult to tell if it was an echo or if he was actually moving. "You don't even remember who -you- are, so you probably don't remember me." Occasionally a flit at the corner of ones vision could be seen, but much like certain urban legends was nothing to be seen if one looked towards it, gone again amongst the blackness. "The Beast of Shadows. The Black Hunter." Rock crumbled off to the side as if someone had stepped over it, but again nothing to be seen. "Not surprised the demon there doesn't remember that I tore through so many of their ranks, they didn't really give a frag about who followed them... " Another voice speaks up. Briefly a ripple can be seen through the shadows. ".. Oh, what's this? Another one of your -pets-?" A rush comes out of the shadows finally, still blurred by the darkness emergent as it rushes right towards the two other Digimon... but at the last minute jumps -over- them. "Should keep a better leash on them!" He flips in mid-air, darkness collessing around his metal feet as he does so, and with the force comes crashing down towards Sanary. "ECLIPSE DROP!"
Beelzebumon	Ya know, interupting Beelzebumon's fight with his destined rival is one thing. Brushing him off to go attack some human is another. When Gaonoir darts off to attack Sanary, the Demon Lord rolls his eyes and snarls in annoyance, then pulls out both of his shotguns with a look of fury on his face, then calmly marches up to the gaping hole in the building and levels both weapons at the projected impact point. "DOUBLE IMPACT!" And with that, he opens fire with a pair of shots that have enough recoil to send him skipping back a half step, despite how close Sanary is to the cybernetic hound.
Dukemon X	Duke watches as Gaonoir leaps back up to his feet and narrows his eyes at the words spoken. "...Made? Who made you?!" Duke attempts to follow, but almost trips up, as he can feel how drained his body feels right. His actions were becoming sluggish. Reaction time was off. "Frag!" The Knight Digimon listens to what the rest Gaonoir has to say and tilts his head faintly as his free hand tightens, before he tsking under his breath. "So you are someone else who knows who /I/ am... and another to keep it to yourself o' Lord of The Shadows?" He says with a slightly mocking tone to his voice. But it does hit Duke right about then, his dream he had last night. The words spoken from the Dukemon to him. Was there truth in his dream--- was--- it all true? No. It couldn't be, that make him no better then Beelzebumon, the rest of the Demon Lords, nor Yggdrasil. He was /better/ then that. "Stop playing your glitching games and face us!" However to Duke's surprise and perhaps fear, Sanary suddenly shows up, "Sanary--- No! Get away!" He says with a swing of his hand, feeling the early bullet shot aching as he does so. "Don't!" To late, Gaonoir has her locked onto and Duke's body tenses. "...don't..." His gold eyes flicker with a bit of blue light. "Leave her out of this!" The knight roars out with an authoritative tone in his voice. Gaonoir though is on the move toward them and as Duke goes to make his swing, "Raagh!" The Shadowy Warror leaps right over him and his gold eyes go wide as he watches the boots go past with the rain water dripping off and the mud particles going up into the air. '...Sanary... You were not suppose to get involved... and if you get hurt...' That is when the shots ring and Duke's eyes snap to the Beelzebumon aiming one of his stronger attacks right at the Cyborg Hound. The sheer impact of the air wave, causes Duke's own cape to bellow against the rain and his eyes then narrow down to slits. His foot slides against the mud waiting for a moment to see if the bullets catch and if they do, he leaps himself into the air, throwing his cape off to get in the field of view, because what comes next is a heavy cleaving swing that cuts through the cape and aimed right for the Cyborg. "That was your /second/ mistake!!" Though when Duke lands down, his earlier injured knee buckles and he 'aughs' out in pain, as his knee slams down into the mud and he almost crashes over. Rain pouring off his armor as the Lightning crackles in the sky and the thunder roars.
Sanary Rondel	"'Pets'? I just wanted to watch a fight, ass!" Sanary takes on a defensive position as Shadow Dog Thing fades out of view, one hand gripping the gunaxe's handle tightly while the other holds it closer to the axe head. Getting a good grasp of the Digimon's capabilities and potential weaknesses is her first priority, especially considering... Well. How else is she supposed to fight something moving so quickly? "What, you thought I was just gonna leave, Duke?" She laughs as the adrenaline starts pumping, her eye barely managing to follow Ganoir's movements once he bounds out of the shadows. "This is supposed to be your fight, so like hell I'm letting someone else get in the way!" The axe-wielder starts pumping more magical energy into her eye as Gaonoir dives towards her, a determined grin and bright sheen covering that eye. Instead of trying to avoid his feet, however, she instead slams the flat of her axe right at him to defend against the blow head on. Although the weapon is doing well enough in not breaking from the impact, she can feel the bones in her arms cracking and the force tearing through her body from both that and the shots coming from Beelzebumon. It takes all she can to stay standing, though, and the grin remains despite the pain as the Fire matrix in her eye activates, firing a close range heat laser towards Gaonoir in front of her.
Gaonoir	After impacting with the ax-block Gaonoir hops back, the heat beam slicing across his frontside, but as quickly as Sanary was attacked she's forgotten again. Gaonoir didn't really care other than farther drawing Duke's aggro, which seems to have been a resounding success. She's hurt, and he's pissed. "Just -think-.. Even your fragmented mind should be able to figure out WHO would make someone to do what I've done." Attacking Exiles. Attacking THEM. Clearly considerable amount of bad blood towards the Demon Lord as well... The shots from the demonic shotguns crash loudly against Gaonoir's frame, splintering chunks out of his bionic flight suit. Visible cracks and even entire chunks missing are left in the wake of the attack. But it's the first heavy damage he's taken, compared to his foes having been already beating the bits out of each other. The halbard, on the other hand, gets caught with one metal hand, probably twisting Duke's injured leg even more from the sudden resistance. "Was it? I don't know..." The other metal gauntlet lashes out to grab Duke around the neck and pick him off the ground, even though Medieval Dukemon is only a few inchs shorter than Black Machgaomon is and a -lot- heavier with that armor. "It got you right where I want you after all." Soaked ash splashes out in a low wake as his jet engines fire, launching into the air with Duke in tow. Exploiting the fact that Duke can't fly in his current form, prehaps? Until they're overhead, and he's still holding the other Digimon just above his head with the one huge gauntlet around his neck. "You asked before who I am? I am..." Gaonoir twists around the orientation to hold Duke below him instead, snarling close face to face. "The shadows of the past you tried to forget." The people still on the ground would hear the sonic boom and even see the backwash ripple against the stormclouds above as Gaonoir uses his jets to rocket them back down, towards plowing Duke into the ruins below with a high velocity chokeslam from the altitude!
Dukemon X	Duke's eyes go wide when he realizes that the Halberd has been taken hold of and then twisted. He grits his perhaps teeth behind the plate as his knee is tweaked further. "...nrrh.." There was a snarl in his throat and as he glares at Gaonoir with burning hatred in his eyes right now. Dream or not-- he wasn't going to let this pup push him around like this. "Yggdrasil sent you... didn't he?" Duke asks outloud, his eyes narrowing sharply, even as Gaonoir takes a hold of his throat, he speaks out with gritted whisper. "...That bastard sent you... which means... he still lives...just like... the royal knights..." The Knight's eyes narrow even more sharply as they glow a momentary blue. "...where... is... he..." His hand takes hold of Gaonoir's own wrist, his claws trying to dig into the metal of the Cyborg's arm, but he can hear the thrusters ignite and then feel the ground leave his feet as he shot into the air. Those gold eyes with the blue glow stayed narrowed. He knows he is in trouble. He knows this is bad, even as a lightning bolt streaks by as Gaonoir leans in to talk to him. Until those last words hit him. Those last words about shadows he tried to forget. 'Who are you? Can you tell me..?' 'Yggdrasil decision is finite.' 'Wake up!' But... I can't be.... That is when the sonic boom happens and Duke is blasted down, his body slammed through the side of a building, carving through it, his armor being shredded away and as he impacts the ground, his body already starting to glow, for once the massive dust explodes from the impact, once the dust starts to settle.... ...Duke was no longer a knight but a very, very badly injured Guilmon X with nearly all of his body pixelated, grid patterns easy to see, and the last moment was his claw hand trying to extend out, before it falls flat onto the ground into the puddle of water.
Beelzebumon	"Oh god damnit..." Beelzebumon mutters to himself as Duke gets himself in some deep shit, then hops out of the hole in the side of the building and rather calmly walks towards the battlefield as Gaonoir takes to the skies, his eyes following. He would give chase, but much like Duke, he can't fly in this form... if only he had wings. When the duo finally crash down to earth, Beelzebumon holds his ground as the dust envelops him... and when the dust finally clears, he is standing directly behind Gaonoir, prodding him in the back with the barrel of his shotgun. "You god a lod of nerve, spoilin' my fun. Now back off, before I pud Ol' Yeller down."
Sanary Rondel	Grunting in pain as Gaonoir jumps off, Sanary staggers forward briefly as she readjusts to the sudden lack of pressure and influx of horrible, horrible pain. Thankfully, he doesn't seem to be paying too much attention to her after that first attack, giving her an opportunity to regain her bearings. Was she really /that/ outclassed fighting here? There's little she can do as Duke is lifted waaaaaay up there, especially with her arms in the condition they're in. It does at least give her some time to focus the energy into those limbs to let the bones and flesh mend themselves back up again, and she even circulates some of that energy into the rest of her to take the edge off from Beelzebumon's shots. Once the two are back down again, she's healed herself enough to... Not be in crippling pain! Challenging Gaonoir again probably isn't the best idea, though, and Duke's drastic change in size is more of a concern for the healer. Circling around the cybernetic dog creature and the black vested gunner.. Thing, she leaves the former to the latter while channelling energy from herself towards the banged up Guilmon X. Who knows if it'll actually do anything, though?
Gaonoir	And as the dust is settling Gaonoir is crouched over the now GuilmonX's battered form, hand still around his.. well, most of his upper body now due to how large his hands are, but that might just be less destructive now. The angle of his head made it look like he was staring down at Duke still, but only because the aviator visor prevented his dull gaze from showing as his thoughts were briefly elsewhere. Image Spot The chamber was empty, save for the circuit-like gridwork on the walls that pulsed softly. Very few digimon, even of the Royal Knights, were personally allowed in the chamber Gaonoir, in his normal dark gaomon form, knelt on one need in the middle of. Usually it was Magnamon, but he had insisted to report personally. This involved things even she didn't know. - YOU ARE CERTAIN? - The grid patterns pulsed more brightly in sequence with the disembodied, digitalized voice echoing around him. "It was only briefly visible, Master," Gaonoir replied. "But the attack I was blasted with was unmistakable." - HIS SURVIVAL - a paused beat - WAS NOT ENTIRELY AGAINST THE ODDS - "Shall I exterminate him, master?" A short almost thoughtful feeling pause followed, before finally - NO... NOT YET - "Why not?" - DO YOU DOUBT MY JUDGEMENT? - "Of course not!" Gaonoir quickly responded. "I only wish to understand why you decide this, Master Yggdrassil." A longer pause followed, as if the computer-god was weighing if it was necessary to explain or not. Then finally responded, slowly. - IF HE IS, HE IS OF LITTLE USE TO ME IF HE IS NOT AT FULL POWER - *** "Of little use if he is not at full power," Gaonoir repeated in an almost inaudible whisper. It made sense. If Yggdrassil was to determine how one of his faithful had fallen, and become infested with this X-Antibody, he required the actual DigiCore of Dukemon. Not this... cracked mirror... The prod at the back of his head just gets a low growl, but instead of snapping at Beelzebumon he lets go of Duke and pushes himself to his feet. "Pff. Is that what is, Demon Lord? Rivaltry. Your gluttony for conflict doesn't feel challenged enough, hmm?" Then the smug snake-like smirk curls back across his expression, fangs poking out over his lower lips. "Fine ... Seeing as it is the only way to -fix- him. He will only be fitting if he's -whole-." Gaonoir jumps out of the crater and engages his jets, hovering for a moment to turn towards Beelzebumon. "My apologizes, Demon Lord. If I had realized the nature of this duel maybe I wouldn't of..." Pause. Then smirking again. "... Nah, I would of anyways. I think you needed a reminder too." And with that he rockets off, disappearing into the darkness of the stormclouds above the ruins just as the rains are starting to pick up again.
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon watches Gaonoir go, not bothering to snap back a reply with his nose broken after all... there will be time enough to track down that little runt and give him a good beating. With that done, Beelzebumon snorts out a bit of blood from his nose, then holsters his guns and sits him self down right in front of Duke, prodding the unconscious dino in the nose. "Geddin' real dired of sdanding over your beaden body..." Geez, seems like whenever there are any other Digimon involved, Duke always ends up flat on his ass out cold. First that wolf bitch, then back when he was protecting those Fanbeemon... and now this. With a grumble, he turns on his radio.
Dukemon X	Duke doesn't even respond, his body is really bad shape with what skin can be seen and what seems like blood, but the edges of even the blood are pixelated and seeming to flicker. The grid line mesh of his body are glowing and one could say-- he is fighting to hold on, even if he wasn't awake. Unaware that death was right over him, holding him even--- lost in his unconscious state. 'We can die now.' 'She died.' I've died almost once before... haven't I.... I know this feeling... Yggdrasil... why...? Do you want me to hate you...? To destroy you...? Sanary's healing magics do start to help some, as it heals up some of the wounds, causing the grid mech seeming to vanish by proper skin layers of data and sparks of energy flicker and arch out a bit as things start to digitize back into location. Or have you forgotten your children's fury...? Have you forgotten my anger...? ...after all... I am a Virus... I am honor. Your not the only one who can determine /justice/. ...but I am not like /them/... It isn't till Beelzebumon starts poking him in the nose do those gold eyes open gently, but weakly. He can hear Alexis on the radio and his voice is very weak. "...so you do care... huh?" There was a weak grin, before he winces a little. "...Why... didn't he finish it..?" That was indeed the true question.
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon shrugs and looks away as he rests his chin on his hand, "Don'd know, don'd care, 'slong as he keeps his paws off you." Then, just for that caring remark, he gives Duke a good hard jab in the nose with his fist. Not enough to seriously injure, but certainly enough to hurt.
Sanary Rondel	The healer keeps gritting her teeth long after Gaonoir flies off, only breathing a sigh of relief once she can no longer see him. It's a very loud sigh at that, and Sanary turns her attention back to Duke with a surprised eyebrow raise at the fact that the healing is actually WORKING on him. "... Good news, I guess! This is actually working, so get in closer, Beetles." She takes a deep breath as she steps closer to Duke, shooting Beelzebumon a disapproving look before squatting by the Guilmon X and continuing the flow of energy from a closer range. There's a faint green light coming from her hands as she waves them over Duke slowly, occasionally lowering them to make direct contact with whatever looks like it needs more healing than other parts. Or the parts that look weirder than normal. And if Beelzebumon behaves? Even he gets some of that delicious healy light gas! Fog... Stuff.
Dukemon X	Duke gives Beelzebumon a funny look, one of mild confusion, before he gets punched in the snout and winces at it., he rubs it gently and shivers a bit. Even as the rain may have lighten up, it is still dropping down drips of water droplets from time to time. Sanary's healing is indeed getting him back in shape, at least he wont have to wait as long. So that is a good thing. He eye ridges narrow slightly as he then brightens up as his ear fins extend up, "Thank you Sanary..." Then he looks back at Beelzebumon, there was a long stare at him. "...If I was wise... I would stop fighting you now... because he may be watching us both... if was stronger..." He closes his eyes. "...I'm a horrible rival... I don't know why you keep accepting our fights."
Beelzebumon	"Led him come. Nexd dime I'll pud a bulled in his head," Beelzebumon replies with as he stands up and dusts himself off, then turns his head and whistles sharply for Behemoth. "'Sides, could always bring a friend do wadch your back." As Behemoth comes rumbling up, the Demon Lord swings his leg over the seat and gets settled, then cranks the throttle. "Now stop bein' emo, or nexd dime I'll really pound yeah." And then he takes his foot off the brakes and tears off into the stormy night.
Dukemon X	Duke watches Beelzebumon leave and furrows his eye ridges in silent thought, before he sighs softly. Closing his eyes once more. "...I hate being in the dark..." He then tries to get up the strength roar out at Beelzebumon, showing the old time fighting spirit, "I'll be the one pounding you, Demon Lord!!!" Then Duke coughs a bit as he slumps his head back down on the ground. "...Sanary? Don't ever get a rival. They are a headache. Its like those horrible soaps where Jane can't decide between Gary and Lou."
Sanary Rondel	Pursing her lips at Beelzebumon's abrupt exit, Sanary shrugs lightly before continuing her effort on Duke. "Could've at least waited to get his nose fixed." She chuckles moments later and shakes her head, watching the humanoid-ish Digimon leave before turning back to Duke. "No? But rivals can be useful sometimes. Trying to one up each other all the time, having each other's backs when you're fighting someone like that..." And then she does a double-take. "Soap's great. What are you talking about? And who are these people now?"
Dukemon X	"I guess... Beelzebumon does keep pushing me... which is good... Just wish I knew /why/ I knew him. Like this internal anger toward him, but also a great deal of... respect. Admiration? Maybe." Then Duke stares at her. "...Really? No. no. I'll spare you the details, because it will capture your mind and you'll never be able to stop watching... even though you know you should." "...maybe that is how I can defeat the Royal Knights if they show up! Soaps!" pause. "...No.. something tells me one of them may enjoy it to much..." He raises an eye ridge. "...Not sure how I know this... but I am pretty sure one would and they would be holding a ton of roses..." Duke then huffs a bit. "...yeah... I'm losing my mind now. Cause seriously... what Royal Knight would ever be obsessed with roses and cling to someone."