Griff4815
No. 1 Grovyle Fan
"Damnit..." Kheprius thought. He watched from his doubled over stance as Bedivere was taken down. Even he, the ragtag mercenary, had heard vaguely of the dragon knight. This only proved how strong the Royal Knights were.
Kheprius rushed forwards to Galahad's side, raking his Gran Killer claws across his back as he passed him. The dragon warrior winced and swung around to strike and found Khep already swiftly approaching him. Sir Galahad was about strike, but he was halted as he felt the GrandisKuwagamon's knee plow into his face.
The Dynasmon roared and stumbled back as Khep passed him again. Sir Galahad spun around and saw Khep coming at him once again from the place he had just went towards. The Royal Knight sneered and raised his hands.
"Not this time," he whispered. "Dragon Thrower!"
Cardinal power exploded forth from his palms and hit Kheprius square in the face. The bug digimon was sent soaring backwards through the air. Galahad was already upon him. Khep attempted to use his pincers to strike at the approaching Dynasmon, but Galahad dove under him and came up behind where the GrandisKuwagamon was flying before putting him in a headlock.
Khep snarled and struggled against the Dynasmon, who now began flying with him. "Damnit," he whispered, attempting to hack with his Gran Killers at Galahad's arm, which was crushing his windpipe and exoskeleton protecting it.
The Royal Knight winced at the scratches, but nothing more. He merely kept flying with Khep. The bug looked ahead to see where he was being taken and he saw the massive wall of the rocky crag not far from them. Sir Galahad grinned and flew faster, fully intent on driving Kheprius face-first into the stone.
The GrandisKuwagamon looked over his shoulder and saw the group becoming farther and farther away. And then he came to a grim realization.
He couldn't stray too far from the group or else...
Sir Galahad kept on soaring with Kheprius in his grasp, and then suddenly electricity exploded from the bug digimon, which also coursed into Galahad. Both he and Kheprius let out a roar of pain. Sir Galahad released Khep from his grasp and they both plummetted to the ground. The GrandisKuwagamon landed on the ground in a heap but managed, after a few seconds, to drag himself a couple feet towards the group.
"What the blazes was that?" Galahad growled. He managed to right himself in the air and watched as Khep hit the ground. The dragon knight sneered and flew down to the crawling Kheprius, landing beside him. Sir Galahad kicked his foe square in the face, sending Kheprius onto his back. The GrandisKuwagamon was about to stand up but he felt Galahad's feet pinning down his wings. He looked up and glared at the knight who stood over him and raised his palms at the bug digimon.
His defiant stare was interrupted by coldly spoken words.
"Dragon Thrower. Dragon Thrower. Dragon Thrower."
Kheprius convulsed as attack after attack burned into him. He let out a roar on utter agony when the sixth laser hit him. After four more of the crimson beams slamming into him, he stopped moving and slipped into unconsciousness again at the hands of the Dynasmon.
Sir Galahad grinned and took Kheprius by the scissors.
"You're good, Kuwagamon, but I'm better," the knight muttered with a grin.
He spun around and gave a mighty heave, throwing his limp body at his next foe, Gigas.
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"I must say, m'dear, not many Paildramon would be able to stand against me for this long, let alone a female Paildramon," Sir Bors exclaimed, facing Pyra.
Pyra stood, her knees shaking, and slowly wiped the blood from her mouth. "Why, thank you, good Sir Knight... You're the strongest steed I've ever fought, too," she goaded
Sir Bors sneered at her. "That was a compliment, wyrm," he rumbled. Bors raised the Muspelheim at her and took aim. "Bifrost!"
The glacial arrow shot towards her at remarkable speeds. Without a second thought, she raised the guns on her hips. "Desperado Blaster!"
Pyra just barely managed to lead the arrow in the right place, riddling it with beam bullets. She was showered with icy splinters left over from the destroyed bolt.
Bors stamped the ground angrily with his hoof. "Enough of these games." He galloped towards her and raised the Niflheim shield in front of him. "Odin's Breath!"
A thundering blizzard whipped up from out of his shield and swept towards Pyra. She knew that she couldn't parry or evade an attack of that magnitude so she merely braced herself against the gust. The extreme cold bit at her flesh and cooled her armour. Within seconds, she could already feel her movements become sluggish as her joints and muscles began to shut down. The frigid wind chilled her to her core and she moved her eyes down to see snow and frost began to build up around her skin and armour. At this point she couldn't even clench her rigid fists and Pyra became still.
Bors stopped his canter just in front of her. He gently pressed against the ice-bound Paildramon's forehead, allowing her to fall harmlessly backwards to the sand. He smiled softly before turning his sights towards Dunk.
Kheprius rushed forwards to Galahad's side, raking his Gran Killer claws across his back as he passed him. The dragon warrior winced and swung around to strike and found Khep already swiftly approaching him. Sir Galahad was about strike, but he was halted as he felt the GrandisKuwagamon's knee plow into his face.
The Dynasmon roared and stumbled back as Khep passed him again. Sir Galahad spun around and saw Khep coming at him once again from the place he had just went towards. The Royal Knight sneered and raised his hands.
"Not this time," he whispered. "Dragon Thrower!"
Cardinal power exploded forth from his palms and hit Kheprius square in the face. The bug digimon was sent soaring backwards through the air. Galahad was already upon him. Khep attempted to use his pincers to strike at the approaching Dynasmon, but Galahad dove under him and came up behind where the GrandisKuwagamon was flying before putting him in a headlock.
Khep snarled and struggled against the Dynasmon, who now began flying with him. "Damnit," he whispered, attempting to hack with his Gran Killers at Galahad's arm, which was crushing his windpipe and exoskeleton protecting it.
The Royal Knight winced at the scratches, but nothing more. He merely kept flying with Khep. The bug looked ahead to see where he was being taken and he saw the massive wall of the rocky crag not far from them. Sir Galahad grinned and flew faster, fully intent on driving Kheprius face-first into the stone.
The GrandisKuwagamon looked over his shoulder and saw the group becoming farther and farther away. And then he came to a grim realization.
He couldn't stray too far from the group or else...
Sir Galahad kept on soaring with Kheprius in his grasp, and then suddenly electricity exploded from the bug digimon, which also coursed into Galahad. Both he and Kheprius let out a roar of pain. Sir Galahad released Khep from his grasp and they both plummetted to the ground. The GrandisKuwagamon landed on the ground in a heap but managed, after a few seconds, to drag himself a couple feet towards the group.
"What the blazes was that?" Galahad growled. He managed to right himself in the air and watched as Khep hit the ground. The dragon knight sneered and flew down to the crawling Kheprius, landing beside him. Sir Galahad kicked his foe square in the face, sending Kheprius onto his back. The GrandisKuwagamon was about to stand up but he felt Galahad's feet pinning down his wings. He looked up and glared at the knight who stood over him and raised his palms at the bug digimon.
His defiant stare was interrupted by coldly spoken words.
"Dragon Thrower. Dragon Thrower. Dragon Thrower."
Kheprius convulsed as attack after attack burned into him. He let out a roar on utter agony when the sixth laser hit him. After four more of the crimson beams slamming into him, he stopped moving and slipped into unconsciousness again at the hands of the Dynasmon.
Sir Galahad grinned and took Kheprius by the scissors.
"You're good, Kuwagamon, but I'm better," the knight muttered with a grin.
He spun around and gave a mighty heave, throwing his limp body at his next foe, Gigas.
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"I must say, m'dear, not many Paildramon would be able to stand against me for this long, let alone a female Paildramon," Sir Bors exclaimed, facing Pyra.
Pyra stood, her knees shaking, and slowly wiped the blood from her mouth. "Why, thank you, good Sir Knight... You're the strongest steed I've ever fought, too," she goaded
Sir Bors sneered at her. "That was a compliment, wyrm," he rumbled. Bors raised the Muspelheim at her and took aim. "Bifrost!"
The glacial arrow shot towards her at remarkable speeds. Without a second thought, she raised the guns on her hips. "Desperado Blaster!"
Pyra just barely managed to lead the arrow in the right place, riddling it with beam bullets. She was showered with icy splinters left over from the destroyed bolt.
Bors stamped the ground angrily with his hoof. "Enough of these games." He galloped towards her and raised the Niflheim shield in front of him. "Odin's Breath!"
A thundering blizzard whipped up from out of his shield and swept towards Pyra. She knew that she couldn't parry or evade an attack of that magnitude so she merely braced herself against the gust. The extreme cold bit at her flesh and cooled her armour. Within seconds, she could already feel her movements become sluggish as her joints and muscles began to shut down. The frigid wind chilled her to her core and she moved her eyes down to see snow and frost began to build up around her skin and armour. At this point she couldn't even clench her rigid fists and Pyra became still.
Bors stopped his canter just in front of her. He gently pressed against the ice-bound Paildramon's forehead, allowing her to fall harmlessly backwards to the sand. He smiled softly before turning his sights towards Dunk.
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