[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/DqbcKHy.png?1[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/9HFgJ4N.png[/img][hr][b]Partner Digimon:[/b] [url=https://wikimon.net/Zubamon]Zubamon[/url] 
[b]Digimon Lvl:[/b] Rookie
[b]Location:[/b] Witchelny, Nyttliv
[b]Tag:[/b] [@Shiyonichi] [@Crimson Lion] [@Duthguy][hr][/center]

[indent][b]P[/b]hase and Gilt lounged in their silence. Though it was neither uncomfortable or pressured, Phase believed. It was almost as if it wasn't there at all. He pondered about what it could be beside silence. In that space devoid of conversation or urgency was a natural backdrop. The sultry whisper of the wind had dominated the others in intervals, while the thought-provoking sounds of play and laughter was a welcomed constant. It was perfect for drowning out the guilty thoughts that never left him. 

Gilt stirred suddenly, though it was small and nearly unnoticed. He looked up and westerly, towards a clear blue sky. Seeing something that Phase couldn't. A moment passed and for some reason, his docile eyes went feral.

[color=lightblue][b]"Gilt?"[/b][/color] 

He growled horribly, with each passing moment it grew deeper, fiercer. [color=gold][b]"I. AM. THE TWENTIEST!"[/b][/color] he bellowed, causing the air to break around them.

Then he took off with a mighty lunge. Phase didn't need any incentive to follow; if Gilt would swear fealty to him, then the least he could do was trust and protect him... from anything, including himself. 



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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ef7ZCP2XiAU]First Sortie![/url][/center]



Gilt was dashing ahead, rampaging forward with little sign of control. The number twenty on its bladed-horn was shining terribly. Phase was lost now, after leaping over a few walls trying to keep close to Gilt. But now Gilt was slowing, stopping at the ledge of a sturdy rooftop. Phase slowed to a stop, watching his Digimon search frantically for a way down. [color=lightblue][b]"Gilt, what are you doing?"[/b][/color]

An annoyingly loud buzzing nearly drowned his question out. 

[color=gold][b]"Looking,"[/b][/color] he said. 

[color=lightblue][b]"For what?"[/b][/color] he asked calmly. 

[color=gold][b]"For a way to get you down safely."[/b][/color]

[b][Power Guillotine!][/b] Phase and Gilt snapped their attention to the sky as a crimson beetle dove towards something. It was huge and Phase hadn't know how he had missed it before.

[b][Dash Metal!][/b] 

Those words were filled with an unnatural type of power. Almost like Norn's clap. It drew there attention. Phase ran over to the ledge now, his face, behind the mask crunched with worry. [color=lightblue][b]"Was that the reason why you went all crazy eyes?"[/b][/color]

Gilt gritted its teeth furiously. [color=gold][b]"Yea, give me the order to eradicate,"[/b][/color] he demanded. 

[color=lightblue][b]"Okay, go get 'em, Gilt!"[/b][/color] Phase stood on the ledge, overlooking the scene from eyeholes of his mask. 

Gilt lunged several meters into the air, above the white-haired kid and Dorumon, above the crimson Digimon even. With a twirl, he redirected himself towards it, pointed his body downwards like a javelin, and jetted for the beetle. [color=gold][b][Twenty Dive!!!][/b] [/color] Its sharp horn pierced its carapace, plunging itself into its back. A moment later and Gilt was dislodging himself for the thrashing Digimon. 

[color=lightblue][b]"I'm coming, Gilt! Be careful!"[/b][/color] shouted Phase as he vaulted over the rail-guard of the roof and dropped down the short yet daunting height onto the battlefield.[/indent]