ACT III: VENI, VIDI, VICI: BLIGHT VS. ANGELI

[Blight]

Ah, what a beautiful day to die. The sun was shining and the battlefield was dry. The cheering voices of the spectators created an atmosphere of excitement as the fighters began to trickle in for their respective matches. It was time to see someone get the shit beaten out of them. 

As he was guided through the corridors beneath the coliseum, Blight began to loosen his muscles. He shook his arms and bounced with every step, getting in tune with his body. He could feel his Digicore vibrating in his chest, thumping hard with anticipation. At last, he reached an iron gate. Upon further approach, the gate shook itself free and let out a slow, deafening screech as its bars inched away from the ground. Blight imagined that the Gates of Hell opened quieter, despite the screams of the damned. He could almost hear them now, ringing in his head. Peering up, he saw his destiny ahead.

A graveyard field arose to meet his gaze. As these tournaments often featured themed arenas, it wasn't unusual to see something like this. It was strange: Blight almost felt in his element here. The ground was hard and dusty with little foliage. A smattering of trees clustered along the edges of the bowl, but would provide little cover. The main feature, unsurprisingly, was the mass gravesite. Stones of all shapes and sizes littered the centre of the battlefield, arranged so haphazardly that it would make someone with OCD more than a little upset. A light fog drifted over the surface, illuminated by the sunrise.

'Little cover, lots of obstacles. Running in a straight line will be difficult. This will be a battle of wits more than anything. Feels a bit like home.' Initial thoughts lead Blight to believe that he could handle this match. His primary task was to enter the correct mindset. Flush out the bullshit, the useless feelings. Now that his body was ready, he was able to focus on his rage. The Mark had made him indignant, and a fight was no place for mercy. He was going to push himself to put on a good show, not just for the crowd, but for himself - to prove to himself that he still had what it took to survive. This whole tournament was a test of his endurance, of his tenacity, and of his fear. He wouldn't allow such a petty emotion to swallow him up anymore.

Like a servant praying to his god, the tiny Digimon raised his hands to the sky and begged it for power. As he did so, a shadowy vapour surrounded him. A bright green light shon from within the dark cloud that changed his form. In the following moments, the gas would clear, swallowed up by a new Digimon in a mask. He was now Venomon, Hazardmon's Champion form. Brandishing his Ripclaws, he prepared for the fight to come.

"I feel sorry for whoever comes out the other side" Blight said aloud, "I really do."

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Tagged: Angeli

[Angeli]

Angeli had been waiting patiently for the gates to open, twiddling her thumbs idly as she waited. Adorned on the Chromiamon's finger was a ring, though with the way it had pierced directly into her index, it was not coming off anytime soon. She took a moment to polish the blood-red jewel on it with some of the wool that adorned her neck, perhaps a pointless act for the most part, but she honestly needed as much luck as she could manage for when it came time for the combatants entered the ring. 

The first battles of the tournament were being started, the beast man Digimon realizing that she absolutely was going to need to bring her A-Game to this. These weren't scrubby Numemon that she was fighting here, and this time she was very much alone. She refused to allow herself to be frightened. 10,000 bits were on the line here, and the more of a chance that either she or her (hopefully) fellow Ringbounds could claim that prize for the benefit of the team, the better.  

Even if she were not the one to win it all, she thankfully had a sound plan B, having betted some bits on Claire and Walter. She had the utmost respect for them, and being the de facto leaders of Ringbound, they had the best chance out of all of them to come out on top. Still... she could not help but be partially unnerved by Crow, the very man who had set up this tournament had placed a bet on none other than Leyton of all people. Why him? She could not honestly tell, for the Spirit Wielder was while strong, he was also bluntly incompetent in her eyes. Hopefully he'd be strucken down early in... if just to ease her thoughts. 

Angeli's ears twitched at the sound of the crowds outside roaring even harder. Sounded like it was time. The carbuncle Digimon readyed herself as she finally walked outside the gates, said iron barriers quickly closing. The arena appeared to resemble that of a graveyard, gravestones with epitaths written in Digimoji scattered across the arena, a single tree with its leaves stripped off it's branches off to the side, away from the center of the arena. Not wanting to be a sore stick in the mud, the Rookie level rose a hand high into the sky, bowing gracefully to the crowd around her. Needless to say, she was one for pleasing the crowds. 

It was only then that she finally had a good look at her opponent from across the field, a humanoid Digimon dressed in a gaudy dark green outfit, their face covered by a gas mask. The imagery of a grim reaper came to mind... something that actually caused Angeli to giggle to herself. How fitting that they were in a graveyard. Whoever decided on the arena theme for this match deserved a raise. Regardless, she stared directly at him, nodding at him. 

"Afternoon dear. Are you excited too? This crowd is eager to see some bloodshed today. They expect a show! A grim reaper like you shouldn't have a problem with that, don't you think?" She'd say aloud, but not before giving out a loud cackle. "Ironic honestly that they chose a graveyard. It'll be a fitting place for you to rest after I am done with you." She'd say, glaring at the Champion level as raised a hand outward. 

"Crystal Pawn." 

Just as quickly, a glyph spawned on the ground in front of her, an assortment of amethyst gems and metal materializing and forming a vaguely humanoid figure that lacked anything resembling legs, it hovering slightly off the ground instead. The pawn grasped tightly a spear whose tip was an especially sharp shard of amethyst, it floating in front of it's mistress. 

Was it unwise on her part to not immediately change to either of her Champion forms to match her opponent? Possibly, but this was an opponent who she had no actual clue in regards to his combat style. Biding her time now was a smart descision, then adapt accordingly. 

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 Blight

Angeli

Condition: Healthy 

Current Form: Chromiamon (Rookie level) 

Status 

Crystal Pawn (1): 3 Posts Left 

Passive 

- Brilliance - Each time Chromiamon uses an attack, she builds up a charge. On reaching 3 charges (max), Chromiamon can spend these charges to use two attacks that do not build charges this turn. 

1/3 Charges 

Attack Used 

- Crystal Pawn - Creates a small gem-like familiar wielding a spear, it on her next three turns attacking nearby foes. Up to a max of 2 familiars can exist at a time, they falling apart either from the duration ending or if they suffer lethal damage. Generally, most attacks will destroy them in a single hit. 

(Crystal Pawn (1): 3 posts left) 

[Blight]

Hmph. This was not the opponent, nor the strategy he was expecting. Did his foe, this Chromiamon, really expect to win at the Rookie level? He couldn't fathom why a Digimon would hold back, especially under these circumstances. Nevermind foolish, it was dangerous as hell to start off that way, even for analytical purposes. "That's a bold move, Cotton" Venomon smirked.

So what would he do in response? Wasting his time dodging would fall into its own category of stupid. This mysterious foe had forced his hand: he couldn't afford to hold back. He had to go all-out while he was still convincingly ahead. Plus, wouldn't he entertain the crowd by turning this match into a blowout? Not that he was that arrogant about his chances. Regardless, he was going headfirst into his turn.

Without hesitation, Venomon charged into the path of Chromiamon's attack. In the following moment, he brandished his Ripclaws, which hastened his speed. He willingly took damage from his enemy's familiars, allowing their spears to come in contact with him. It didn't seem to matter to Venomon that he was struck. He persisted, pushing through the annoyance as if he couldn't feel pain. He needed to close the gap as rapidly as possible, removing Chromiamon's chances of escape. More importantly, he wanted to remove any opportunity to strategize or digivolve. The masked Digimon knew his limitations and that his Ripclaws could only be active for a finite amount of time. Going in hard and fast was the best way to counteract his technique's main weakness. 'Time to get stabby' he thought. Beneath Venomon's mask he cracked a wicked smile. The Champion's left-hand claws extended outwards, unfurling to full capacity. He had about a 15ft range on this side, with his cords stretching extensively ahead of him as he moved his arm forward. Using a tombstone as a jumping point, he leaped into the air and drew his left hand inwards, attempting to snare Chromiamon in his grasp. Assuming he made any kind of leeway, Chromiamon would likely find herself tripped up or in his deadly grasp, at which point he would perform his Life Steal attack without delay. The knife came swiftly out of his pocket and he held it tightly in his right palm like Michael Myers. Venomon didn't overthink the stabby part; he meant it.

If all had gone as planned, he would still have 2 more turns to make use of his Ripclaws and his health would see an improvement. Worse come to worse, he imagined that he seriously underestimated his opponent's dodging skills. Either way, she was going to have a hard time getting out of this one.

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Tags: Angeli

Attacks Used:

• Ripclaws: attack +25%, speed +50%
  Duration: 2 posts remaining (1 post down)
  
  
• Life Steal: leeches health from a foe. x2 damage following Ripclaws activation with successful hit.
  

[Angeli]

Needless to say, she greatly underestimated her opponent's ability to quickly attack her, the Rookie level flinching slightly just from seeing the being's hands practically fly off towards her, attached to what seemed to be cables. Thankfully, she had a brief moment of time where she could react, partially due to having been fully paying attention to her foe (Crystal Pawns were thankfully a very use once and forget type of attack.) Without a moment's hesitation at seeing the limbs fly outwards, Angeli quickly attempted to dodge one of the flailing limbs... problem was though that it was not the one with the weapon. The opposite limb's blade managed to graze her thigh, though not before making a nasty gash through it.

Angeli's eyes widened in shock from the pain as she dived behind a gravestone, a brief moment of her placing her hand on her thigh revealing that blood HAS in fact been drawn. She gritted her teeth from the pain, adrenaline keeping her going. Crap... she thought she had been being careful, but already she had received a nasty cut. She was sure that if it had been a direct hit, she would not be lasting for very much longer in her current state.

Seeing it's mistress threatened, the crystal pawn immediately went on the offense, it chucking it's weapon at the Venomon's side before seemingly pulling out a new one. Obviously, it was by no means equivalent to a Champion level attack, but ignoring them for too long was unwise. Angeli figured that if she stayed in Rookie form for much longer, this battle would end very prematurely... she supposed it was nearing the time for "that". Not wanting to be standing still for too long, now knowing that her opponent was very capable of attacking at a distance, the Chromiamon immediately began to dash in erratic directions, from gravestone to gravestone... whatever could possibly help her survive one last round. All of the jewels that adorned her body suddenly lit up, a glance towards her minion.

"Gemhancement, Detonate!"

Shortly after, the Crystal Pawn's body glew with a flashing pattern, it immediately charging at the offending Champion's side, cracks forming around it, intending to suicide bomb him with increased strength. A vicious attack that Angeli hoped would either force him to either dodge the much stronger than the average Rookie level's attack (subsequently making it more difficult to keep focused on her,) or he attempt to tank the attack and take more damage than anticipated. Either way, in the next moments of this fight, she absolutely HAD to Digivolve.

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Blight  

Angeli

Condition: Wounded

Current Form: Chromiamon (Rookie level)

Status:

Crystal Pawn (1): destroyed

Gemhancement Cooldown: 1 Post
Detonate Cooldown: 2 Posts

Passive:

- Brilliance - Each time Chromiamon uses an attack, she builds up a charge. On reaching 3 charges (max), Chromiamon can spend these charges to use two attacks that do not build charges this turn.

3/3 Charges

Attack Used

-Gemhancement - Empowers either an ally's or any of her crystal pawns' next attack to inflict additional damage. If used directly after summoning a pawn thanks to Brilliance, that pawn immediately attacks. (Cooldown: 1 Post)

(Used on Crystal Pawn 1)

- Detonate - Chromiamon commands a pawn to rush at an an enemy in a high-damage suicide attack, they attempting to explode on them. This attack can be used on pawns that have suffered lethal damage, but the power is reduced partially. Detonate can be used after a pawn has attacked a target. (Cooldown: 2 Posts)

(Used on Crystal Pawn 1 to attack Venomon. Deals increased damage from Gemhancement.)

[Blight]

Venomon glanced over his shoulder to observe the damage wrought by his blade. Contact had been made. His sword in turn absorbed the blood drawn, allowing Venomon to heal his minor scrapes from the last turn. Now that he'd shown himself to be dangerous, Chromamion began to take a different approach to fighting. The veiled Champion still wasn't sure why she hadn't digivolved, however. As a tiny spear came his way, he used his Ripclaws to safely deliver himself from harm. He still kept himself close, prepared for anything else that might come his way. He was still rather baffled by the current situation. Hiding now, eh? Why not come out? Why not bloody digivolve? It was almost insulting! After receiving that blow, he thought that the first thing Chromiamon would do was change forms. How long did she honestly think she would last? Her defensive manoeuvres could only keep her alive for so long. In her current state, she couldn't go on the offensive - not without her pawns. Even they could only deal limited damage to a Digimon a whole tier above. Then again, she sure as shit knew how to use them. What a surprise it was for Venomon to see one of the pawns suiciding itself in his general direction, following that brief distraction with the spear. His response would see no delay, acknowledging the gravity of an empowered attack.

Seeing how there was no way Venomon could directly interact with the offending sprite (especially at such a close range), he employed a different tactic to disperse it. Rather than using a melee technique, Venomon defaulted to his elemental side by unsealing the nozzle on his mask. Fluorescent green flames poured from his mask like a flamethrower, engulfing the immediate vicinity. Upon contact with his attacker, the pawn would explode prematurely, allowing him to avoid to the brunt of the damage. His small body was tossed back some ways, giving Chromiamon the space she desperately needed to make her next move. Unfortunately for Venomon, he wasted his turn to save his ass from a couple of bumps. Flames burned steadily around him like a nefarious halo.

"Fight me, coward!" he commanded, growing frustrated. If his nasty side was what she wanted, Chromiamon could torture him all day in her Rookie state. For her own sake and for Venomon's own pride, he hoped that she would change her mind. Otherwise, he was going to burn down the whole arena until there was nothing left. His dark side was very quickly beginning to reveal itself. Normally, he was a brash but fun-loving asshole. With his patience tested, he'd become something, well, worse.

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Tags: Angeli

• Ripclaws: attack +25%, speed +50%
  Duration: 1 posts remaining (2 posts down)
• Virulent Flame
  

[Angeli]

Angeli took a deep breath as she paused, her lungs practically gasping for air. Thankfully, she had managed to further the distance between them, and while her pawn's suicide attack failed miserably, she was pleased to see that her opponent's patience was starting to wane. It appeared that she had struck a nerve of some sort, he in frustration calling her a coward. She'd let the crowd decide that title... she idly wondered whom they were rooting for. Who was the face, and whom was the heel in this fight? Regardless of which role she was playing, a wicked smile formed on her face.

Despite the gash on her left thigh, the Chromiamon managed to gather the strength to stand up tall and proud, she cackling towards the Venomon. "Oh please, you are getting yourself all pissy over a little Rookie level Digimon? How embarassing... and for a Champion level no less!" She'd say, taunting the irritated humanoid, but not before stretching her arms outward, glancing towards the crowds watching them. "This is not a mere fight we are doing... This is a show! We need drama, action! Thousands upon thousands of eyes are watching us dear! They are here to see some bloodshed!"

She took a moment to place a hand by her hip, she turning her head sideways with a smug look on her face. "Best don't disappoint them dear... less you be a coward!" The Rookie level would yell; a wild, malicious smirk on her face. 

While it appeared she was standing out in the open, vulnerable attack, the Rookie level's form seemed to began to flicker, bits of data starting to emanate off her. The gloves were coming off now. Her virulent opponent's request was going to be fulfilled very shortly... she could not help but have a smug look on her face. After all, if he was getting frustrated with her only using a fraction of her power, how would he react towards her own Champion level form? If he were wise, he'd hand her the win right now.

But who was she kidding? These barbarians being wise? Guess she'd just have to beat some sense into him.

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Blight

Angeli

Condition: Wounded

Current Form: Chromiamon (Rookie level)

Status:

Gemhancement Cooldown: done

Detonate Cooldown: 1 Posts

Passive:

- Brilliance - Each time Chromiamon uses an attack, she builds up a charge. On reaching 3 charges (max), Chromiamon can spend these charges to use two attacks that do not build charges this turn.

3/3 Charges

[Blight]

The tension was palpable. Tempers were running high. While the physical battle felt one-sided, the battle of wits in progress suggested a different perception of the match. Suffice to say, Chromiamon's machinations had been successful. As planned, her opponent was frustrated. Enraged. Smoke puffed gently from Venomon's mask, a clear sign that he was seething beneath his metal shell. A familiar throbbing began to culminate in his left arm and quickly crept up his side. The Mark had activated once again. This time, the effects on Blight's psyche were more drastic and certainly more potent. Suddenly, he found himself on some kind of high. His adrenaline pumped viciously through his veins, feeding his fury.

"You bitch" the Champion snarled. He wiped the front of his mask in a feeble attempt to disperse his poisonous breath. The crowd, consumed by a haze of misplaced excitement, cheered him forward. There was nothing more entertaining for a spectator than to see someone lose their shit. They were certainly about to see that, Venomon mused, his thoughts becoming increasingly burdened by his condition. His shoulders tensed as his claws retreated back into his knuckles. No more Ripclaws for now. Fortunately, he had another strategy. A more brutal plan was in the works.

Narrowing the gap again, the masked demon man strolled through the field. As he did so, he adjusted the nozzles on his mask, triggering a dense, yellowish fog. His laboured breath released a minor toxin in his wake, but this new contaminant marked the use of a specialized technique, one Venomon typically used before he disposed of his enemies for good. Biovapour was not navigable for most Digimon, let alone a Rookie at close range. The new gas was dense as it was dangerous, halving one's speed and attack power for a considerable length of time. The spooky factor had also increased about tenfold - that is, if Chromiamon still had it in her to panic.

As noxious fumes spread across the field, Venomon stalked his prey like a wild animal. His hunch statured suggested that he could strike at any moment and, without further delay, he did. "Virulent Flame!" He called his technique by name this time, bidding the fires of hell to follow his lead for another assault. Moving slowly, the fires continued to increase, to pour out with an intensity like they hadn't displayed in his last turn. Biovapour exacerbated Virulent Flame's power, increasing its deadliness. Venomon seemed to pay no mind that his foe was seconds from completing a digivolution. No, he was going to cripple her mid-change, and then he was going to take her out.

Drawing another breath, Venomon spewed his fire in Chromiamon's face. "Burn." He'd shut her up this time.

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Tag: Angeli

Attacks Used:

• Biovapour: enemy speed reduced by 50%, attack reduced by 50% for 3 posts with successful hit (2 posts remaining)
• Virulent flame: deals 20% more damage with active Biovapour

Cool-downs:

• Ripclaws: 3 posts remaining

[Angeli]

In a fiery, but destructive instance, the Rookie level was engulfed in both noxious fumes, but also the emerald flames that would ignite said fumes. At least, that was how it appeared. Unluckily for the toxic Digimon, he was too late to stop the Digimon in mid-evolution.

"Champion's Immolation."

On closer inspection, Venomon will find that his own flames were starting to be mixed with blue flames, quickly his own attack being pushed back by a veil of the unknown flames. Not even the biovapour from before was able to pierce through, any that came close burning up in an instance. The Champion level had greatly underestimated how much time he had to destroy his foe... for there was no sign of the rabbit-like Digimon, instead now in her place a mechanical-looking creature that tower more than twice the Rookie's original height, it the source of the veil of blue flames that were pluming outward. Even getting near her was risky, for the flames only continued to spread around her, turning what grass there had been around her into ash while lingering on the ground.

The newly evolved Chaigidemon let out what sounded like metallic laughter, the almost gargoyle-like Digimon seemingly amused about something. Thanks to the veil of flames blocking and igniting the gas around her, she was able to breathe just fine, unhampered by it's toxic effects. Despite still having sustained the damage from before, Angeli felt unstoppable, adrenaline making the Dark Champion not at all burdened by this. Needless to say, Venomon finally had his match... though just like what he intended to do to her, she intended to do to him. And that was return him into ash.

With surprising speed, Angeli stretched her metallic wings and dived upwards, several meters above the ground now. The same blue flames that were spewing from her body began to build up in the beak-like mouth she had, her yellow illuminating eyes shifting into a dark red coloration.

"Hell Cycle."

As quickly as she finished this sentence, the Dark Champion level let loose the flames that broiled in her maw, they forming into a wheel-like shape, rapidly increasing in size as it arced downward. As soon as the projectile hit the ground, it zoomed forward towards Venomon's direction at a terrifying speed, leaving behind a trail of flames as it zoomed by. Nothing seemed capable of stopping it, it completely vaporizing a gravestone that happened to be in the way, leaving behind a line of flames. Regardless whether it landed it's mark, it'd continue to go forward until it hit one of the arena walls, having created a wall of blue flames that divided the battlefield in half.

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Blight

Angeli

Condition: Well

Current Form: Chaigidemon (Dark Champion level)

Status:

Champion's Immolation: 2 posts

Cycle Hell Cooldown: 2 posts left

Passive:

- One Who Walks in Flame - Each time Chaigidemon attacks, she passively releases a burst of flame that covers a 10 foot radius, dealing additional damage to nearby targets while igniting the ground for 3 posts or until Chaigedemon degenerates. Chaigidemon herself is immune to her own flames and additionally takes 20% less damage from flame-based attacks.

Attacks Used:

- Champion's Immolation - Coats self in a veil of blue fire for 2 posts, fully defending herself from both enemy projectiles up to Champion level strength, but also empowering her One Who Walks in Flame passive to spew out flames passively, increasing the damage dealt by them as well. (Cooldown: 2 posts after ending.)

- Cycle Hell - Sends forth a flaming wheel of blue flames at blinding speeds, it moving across the ground and igniting it, it following the same rules as her passive. (Cooldown: 2 Posts)

[Blight]

The new DIgimon's arrival signalled the activation of Venomon's Immunity, allowing him to safely avoid additional damage from the encroaching fires. The battle had gone from 0 to 100 in about 30 seconds. Seeing how Angeli's powerful new form had emboldened her, Blight had little choice but to dodge for this turn, allowing his previously used techniques more time to recharge before he came up with a new strategy.

"Dissolution" His voice was barely a whisper. In a split second, he dissolved into thin air, disappearing into the halo of fire that now consumed the majority of the battlefield. The vicious trail heading his way appeared to phase directly through him, his defensive move likely giving Chaigidemon the illusion that he'd counteracted her move. In his dissolved form, Venomon skirted a series of gravestones, zipping to a new place where he could attack anew.

'That was so fucking stupid. God damn.' He cursed himself to death. How could he have gotten so angry? How could he have allowed himself to get that way? In all seriousness, he anticipated a different outcome. Biovapour was almost impossible to avoid. In fact, it still lingered in the battlefield, especially at such a close proximity. He had to guess that Chaigidemon was at least slightly affected, despite her hellish defence. He'd taken steps to make sure his poisons didn't just go poof when a fire started. After all, his own technique, Virulent Flame, made use of igniting them for more damage. Even so, his reality check had made him cautious. Due to the intense focus required to use Dissolution, Venomon remained concealed and unresponsive for the duration of the turn, floating safely behind the semi-burnt forest to regain his physical form.

'I'll get her in my next turn. Now that I know I'm facing a fire-based Digimon, I'll have to cool off my temper. She's going down.' Despite his fuck-up, he was feeling pretty confident. The fact that his foe now felt the same way meant that this match was about to heat up (nevermind the crappy pun). "Oh, you got me!" he whimpered, calling from his hiding place.

A pause. "How sad. I guess all those rustled jimmies are gonna put me down, aren't they?"

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Tags: Angeli

Attacks Used:

• Biovapour: opponent has reduced speed/attack for 3 turns (1 turn remaining)
• Dissolution: Venomon avoids damage for 1 turn by dissolving; cannot be combined with any other move

Cool-downs:

• Ripclaws (2 posts remaining)

[Angeli]

With her dramatic debut, the Chaigidemon immediately lunged towards where she had thought her opponent was going to attack her, intending to give him no chance to fight back... but not before quickly realizing that he was nowhere in sight. Despite addled by the dark thoughts that were polluting her mind, she quickly realized just what had happened, her opponent having retreated momentarily in gaseous form. Deep down, there was a smug feeling in the Dark Champion level's heart brewing, knowing that she had at least shown that he was not above all this. Cowardice meant nothing if it meant you survived another day, and she fully intended to do so. 

Regardless of whether she was right or not, Angeli was persistent on trying to find her opponent. His ability to hide was being reduced as this fight went on, and even if she had to blanket this entire arena in hellfire, she would find him. In a attempt to curb her form's hairpin temper, the Dark Champion level dive down partially to grab hold of a gravestone, ripping it out of the ground and hurling it at one of the arena walls, it shattering quite nicely. A useless gesture, but it felt satisfying.

It seemed that the crowds themselves were also getting irritated that just as it looked like the action was heating up, the two combatants were in a position that made a temporary stalemate. They were here to see some bloodshed, and after the excitement of previous matches such as the one involving the Targetmon verus the Chessmon family twins or the fatal battle between both the BlackGreymon and Wendigomon. They are getting restless Angeli thought.

So it appeared that her opponent had some resistance to the passive flames she was creating. Irritating, but not an issue. If putting him at a slow-broil did not work, she'd just have to nuke him. One way or another, this fight had to end SPECTACURARLY. The Chaigedemon hovered in the air idly as her opponent finally called out for her, seeming to have calmed down some. Ironic honestly... she had just gotten started! "Don't think you are getting mercy at this point... We are not done yet!" The Dark Champion level would screech out, gliding quickly towards her opponent in an attempt to get closer and close out any other opportunities to escape.

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Angeli

Condition: Well

Current Form: Chaigidemon (Dark Champion level) (2/6 turns left)

Status:

Champion's Immolation: 1 posts

Cycle Hell Cooldown: 1 posts left

Passive:

- One Who Walks in Flame - Each time Chaigidemon attacks, she passively releases a burst of flame that covers a 10 foot radius, dealing additional damage to nearby targets while igniting the ground for 3 posts or until Chaigedemon degenerates. Chaigidemon herself is immune to her own flames and additionally takes 20% less damage from flame-based attacks.

[Dr. Bees]

fight complete!
the winner is Blight