Griff4815
No. 1 Grovyle Fan
(OOC: That was pretty awesome. And I didn't have any fan moments! ...Yet.)
"HRAAAAAGH!" Nidhogg roared in pain as the gaping hole in his chest bled dark blood. "PROCESS F"
Strom took the massive green beam in the chest and he was thrown back to the ground, being shoved along the black earth. He growled as he struggled to climb to his feet. His silver chest smoldered and red blood trickled through the cracks in his armour. Strom slowly turned his head towards his comrade. "…Erebus! Get Arahon Alpha to safety!"
"Fine," he obliged. The Goldramon quickly took his attention away from Nidhogg and flew down to the Alphamon to bring him away from Nidhogg and Strom's fight.
The Examon bore his emerald eyes into the badly wounded Dexmon and he began to slowly walk forwards.
"Your power... GIVE IT TO ME!" Nidhogg roared at Strom. The Examon ignored him and continued to limp at slow, pain-induced pace. Nidhogg released another throaty bellow- as a Dexmon, he was a monster in the truest sense of the word. Emerald energy built up in his giant oral cavity. "PROCESS F!"
The mass of bright green energy surged towards Strom. He couldn't dodge it in time. The Examon planted the end of his Ambrosius firmly into the ground and held onto it. The attack engulfed Strom completely. The Examon let out a roar of agony as he held onto the lance to avoid being blown back. He could feel his armour crack further and the intense pressure quickly begin to crush him and burn away at his crimson scales.
"Gold Flame!" shouted a voice. Erebus let out a ray of golden power from his wrists that struck Nidhogg in the side of the face, causing his attack to be directed away from Strom. The dark dirt exploded up beside Strom as a result of the blast, causing it to rain down on him. The Examon panted in sheer pain but managed to slowly stagger to his feet.
“Strom, let me handle him. You’re in bad shape,” the gold dragon insisted.
“No… I will n-” Strom began, but was cut off.
“YOU’LL HANDLE NOTHING!” Nidhogg roared.
He slashed Erebus out of the sky with his massive claw and pinned the dramon to the ground, beginning to crush him. Strom snarled. He was in extreme pain, but was determined. He needed to destroy him… or be destroyed. Strom continued to slowly hobble towards Nidhogg.
"This hellfire you promised... I have yet to taste it… You disappoint me, Examon," Nidhogg said with a semi-victorious chuckle. They were all on their last legs, but Nidhogg, in his awesome power and form, was confident. "However, I will settle for devouring you whole."
Strom attempted to raise the Ambrosius to attack at a range, but he was hammered into the ground by Nidhogg’s falling fist. He roared in pain and slowly moved, propping himself up on his elbows. The Examon aimed the lance again.
Nidhogg transferred all of his power into his arm, which he slammed down on the dragon again.
“HRAAAAGH!” Strom roared, feeling his near-indestructible armour shatter. Shards dug into his wings and the sheer pressure of the Black Hand’s attack caused some bone breakage, bruising and tears in his wings. He lay limply on the dark ground, barely able to move, but he managed to keep hold of the Ambrosius lance. Nidhogg smirked, peering down at his prey before reaching his right arm down towards him.
Strom, not able to react quickly enough, was grabbed by Nidhogg's free claw and crushed in his powerful grasp. He tried to emit a roar of pain, but the pressure was so great that nothing came. The Dexmon grinned as he brought the helpless royal knight towards his gaping maw, which still leaked energy from his attacks.
Strom attempted desperately to free himself, but he was in too much pain and Nidhogg was too strong. He tried to extend his wings, but they barely budged. Strom strained himself- he put all of his energy into spreading out his wings. He just need a little bit of arm room...
"A worthy opponent and an even worthier meal."
The Black Hand brought Strom even closer to his maw, fully intent on biting his head off. The Examon snarled and he managed to use his wings to loosen Nidhogg's grasp by mere centimetres.
It was enough.
Strom got a grip on the Ambrosius and managed to manoeuvre it just enough to place the sharp tip of it into Nidhogg's palm. "Pendragon's Glory!"
Crimson light burst from the creases in Nidhogg's claw as the red lasers hit his palm The Dexmon’s grip loosened slightly more..
Nidhogg merely growled and brought Strom quickly towards his mouth- mere centimetres now- to finish him off.
"Do not fear nor struggle; your soul will be mine now."
The Examon freed his right arm and managed to pull the Ambrosius lance out from the grip.
Nidhogg roared and shoved Strom at his teeth. The dragon knight raised the Ambrosius.
The Dexmon's teeth chomped down on him.
There was a sickening "Sqluick".
Following it was a prolongued, pained gurgle.
“Rrrrrrrrlgh…”
Strom's Ambrosius was implanted in the back roof of Nidhogg's mouth. The Examon held the lance with one hand and used the other to hold the crushing jaw open with all of his might.
The Examon's grip on the lance tightened. His arms trembled. The Black Hand's dark blood trickled down the shaft of the Ambrosius and onto Strom's crimson scales.
"Our hellfire... How does it taste, Nidhogg?"
"... AVALON'S GATE!"
Nidhogg's eyes widened.
Erebus watched from under Nidhogg’s claw as the entire inside of the Dexmon's mouth lit up. There were several muffled explosions. Some of the shells exploded in his mouth and some went down and detonated inside his stomach. The explosions could be seen inside the gaping hole in the beast’s chest. The final shell exploded out of the top of Nidhogg's head.
Strom strainfully glided out of Nidhogg's smoking maw and landed on the dark ground. Erebus had gotten free from the Dexmon's now limp hand.
He let out a final bestial roar that was like none that Nidhogg had ever emitted. It was like Hell itself was roaring in pain.
The Dexmon collapsed like a falling tower to the ground. Strom glanced back with one emerald eye and watched in grim satisfaction as Nidhogg burst into billions of data particles while the earth beneath them shook. Erebus watched as well and nodded.
"Who says you can only die once?" Strom grinned, having to return to his Spinomon form from pure exhaustion and pain. The emerald colour dissipated from his eyes.
Erebus smirked, holding on to his Goldramon form and beginning to go back with Strom to Arahon Alpha to check on him.
"Good riddance," they both said. Strom limped and Erebus flew towards the Alphamon. Strom closed his now golden eyes as his giant feet dragged in the ground. “I did it, Quintus… Rest in peace, my friend… Now for Samhain…”
"HRAAAAAGH!" Nidhogg roared in pain as the gaping hole in his chest bled dark blood. "PROCESS F"
Strom took the massive green beam in the chest and he was thrown back to the ground, being shoved along the black earth. He growled as he struggled to climb to his feet. His silver chest smoldered and red blood trickled through the cracks in his armour. Strom slowly turned his head towards his comrade. "…Erebus! Get Arahon Alpha to safety!"
"Fine," he obliged. The Goldramon quickly took his attention away from Nidhogg and flew down to the Alphamon to bring him away from Nidhogg and Strom's fight.
The Examon bore his emerald eyes into the badly wounded Dexmon and he began to slowly walk forwards.
"Your power... GIVE IT TO ME!" Nidhogg roared at Strom. The Examon ignored him and continued to limp at slow, pain-induced pace. Nidhogg released another throaty bellow- as a Dexmon, he was a monster in the truest sense of the word. Emerald energy built up in his giant oral cavity. "PROCESS F!"
The mass of bright green energy surged towards Strom. He couldn't dodge it in time. The Examon planted the end of his Ambrosius firmly into the ground and held onto it. The attack engulfed Strom completely. The Examon let out a roar of agony as he held onto the lance to avoid being blown back. He could feel his armour crack further and the intense pressure quickly begin to crush him and burn away at his crimson scales.
"Gold Flame!" shouted a voice. Erebus let out a ray of golden power from his wrists that struck Nidhogg in the side of the face, causing his attack to be directed away from Strom. The dark dirt exploded up beside Strom as a result of the blast, causing it to rain down on him. The Examon panted in sheer pain but managed to slowly stagger to his feet.
“Strom, let me handle him. You’re in bad shape,” the gold dragon insisted.
“No… I will n-” Strom began, but was cut off.
“YOU’LL HANDLE NOTHING!” Nidhogg roared.
He slashed Erebus out of the sky with his massive claw and pinned the dramon to the ground, beginning to crush him. Strom snarled. He was in extreme pain, but was determined. He needed to destroy him… or be destroyed. Strom continued to slowly hobble towards Nidhogg.
"This hellfire you promised... I have yet to taste it… You disappoint me, Examon," Nidhogg said with a semi-victorious chuckle. They were all on their last legs, but Nidhogg, in his awesome power and form, was confident. "However, I will settle for devouring you whole."
Strom attempted to raise the Ambrosius to attack at a range, but he was hammered into the ground by Nidhogg’s falling fist. He roared in pain and slowly moved, propping himself up on his elbows. The Examon aimed the lance again.
Nidhogg transferred all of his power into his arm, which he slammed down on the dragon again.
“HRAAAAGH!” Strom roared, feeling his near-indestructible armour shatter. Shards dug into his wings and the sheer pressure of the Black Hand’s attack caused some bone breakage, bruising and tears in his wings. He lay limply on the dark ground, barely able to move, but he managed to keep hold of the Ambrosius lance. Nidhogg smirked, peering down at his prey before reaching his right arm down towards him.
Strom, not able to react quickly enough, was grabbed by Nidhogg's free claw and crushed in his powerful grasp. He tried to emit a roar of pain, but the pressure was so great that nothing came. The Dexmon grinned as he brought the helpless royal knight towards his gaping maw, which still leaked energy from his attacks.
Strom attempted desperately to free himself, but he was in too much pain and Nidhogg was too strong. He tried to extend his wings, but they barely budged. Strom strained himself- he put all of his energy into spreading out his wings. He just need a little bit of arm room...
"A worthy opponent and an even worthier meal."
The Black Hand brought Strom even closer to his maw, fully intent on biting his head off. The Examon snarled and he managed to use his wings to loosen Nidhogg's grasp by mere centimetres.
It was enough.
Strom got a grip on the Ambrosius and managed to manoeuvre it just enough to place the sharp tip of it into Nidhogg's palm. "Pendragon's Glory!"
Crimson light burst from the creases in Nidhogg's claw as the red lasers hit his palm The Dexmon’s grip loosened slightly more..
Nidhogg merely growled and brought Strom quickly towards his mouth- mere centimetres now- to finish him off.
"Do not fear nor struggle; your soul will be mine now."
The Examon freed his right arm and managed to pull the Ambrosius lance out from the grip.
Nidhogg roared and shoved Strom at his teeth. The dragon knight raised the Ambrosius.
The Dexmon's teeth chomped down on him.
There was a sickening "Sqluick".
Following it was a prolongued, pained gurgle.
“Rrrrrrrrlgh…”
Strom's Ambrosius was implanted in the back roof of Nidhogg's mouth. The Examon held the lance with one hand and used the other to hold the crushing jaw open with all of his might.
The Examon's grip on the lance tightened. His arms trembled. The Black Hand's dark blood trickled down the shaft of the Ambrosius and onto Strom's crimson scales.
"Our hellfire... How does it taste, Nidhogg?"
"... AVALON'S GATE!"
Nidhogg's eyes widened.
Erebus watched from under Nidhogg’s claw as the entire inside of the Dexmon's mouth lit up. There were several muffled explosions. Some of the shells exploded in his mouth and some went down and detonated inside his stomach. The explosions could be seen inside the gaping hole in the beast’s chest. The final shell exploded out of the top of Nidhogg's head.
Strom strainfully glided out of Nidhogg's smoking maw and landed on the dark ground. Erebus had gotten free from the Dexmon's now limp hand.
He let out a final bestial roar that was like none that Nidhogg had ever emitted. It was like Hell itself was roaring in pain.
The Dexmon collapsed like a falling tower to the ground. Strom glanced back with one emerald eye and watched in grim satisfaction as Nidhogg burst into billions of data particles while the earth beneath them shook. Erebus watched as well and nodded.
"Who says you can only die once?" Strom grinned, having to return to his Spinomon form from pure exhaustion and pain. The emerald colour dissipated from his eyes.
Erebus smirked, holding on to his Goldramon form and beginning to go back with Strom to Arahon Alpha to check on him.
"Good riddance," they both said. Strom limped and Erebus flew towards the Alphamon. Strom closed his now golden eyes as his giant feet dragged in the ground. “I did it, Quintus… Rest in peace, my friend… Now for Samhain…”