[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 (Rookie & In-Training)
[b]Location:[/b] Witchelny, Nyttliv
[b]Tag:[/b] [@Crimson Lion] [@Shiyonichi] [@Duthguy][hr][/center]

	[b]P[/b]hase twisted his gaze over to Kiba. Once again the calm-eyed youth came in handy. He shot a thumbs up in the air for Kiba to see, both out of assurance and gratitude. A laser show of blue and rusted orange showered overhead. Him and Gilt was stuck dodging what little plasma was scattering to the ground. 

	Gilt was suddenly overhead, his claw pulling his mantle around as a shield against a mess Phase hadn't noticed incoming. 

	Phase would thank him later. In the meantime, he doubled his speed and rushed over to the squirming Liollmon. The Digimon's snarls had turned to roughened, crusty growls. Its captor looked more like leathery tree-trunk than an actual arm. He gripped Liollmon by the golden, thick circlet around its neck. Phase pulled hard once, grunting with effort. 

	[color=lightblue][b]"Gilllllt!"[/b][/color] he uncharacteristically screamed. There was a dark feeling gnawing at him now, kicking him into urgency as his energy dipped.

	Liollmon's head nudged against him hard. Too hard as if pushing him away. It opened its maw as if to speak but nothing but growls came out. 

	[color=lightblue][b]"Gilllt!"[/b][/color] he yelled louder this time. [color=lightblue][i]Where are you?[/i][/color] 

	He stood, taking a reprieve before finding Zubamon holding onto Nyaromon's form, who flailed, half-scarred by a plasma splash. [color=lightblue][i]N-No, nothing good is going to come from this situation.[/i][/color] It dawned on him, very slowly but so strong that it had pinned him to the railway, that something horrid was about to happen. 

	[color=yellow][b]"Pr-Pr- Zssk!"[/b][/color] The voice cracked and fell dead. 
	
	Whose voice was that? Whoever it belonged to had grabbed his attention like a gunshot in pure silence. Though it was barely audible in the chaos. He found Liollmon's mouth parted. His voice was so hacked, that he gathered the image of a shattered axe just hearing it. [color=yellow][b]"Pru--uooo-tect..."[/b][/color] Liollmon's head pointed towards Nyaromon. 

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	Then time became trapped in a gel. It moved so slow that Phase had not even attempted to move, too stop the quickly rising Liollmon. He was lifted so high, as high as that Digimon's massive arm could go. Then he was slammed faster than should have been allowed into the railway. A sickened, meaty [i]squish![/i] resounded. And no sooner than when it ended, did Phase find his voice.

	[color=lightblue][b]"NOOO!"[/b][/color]

	He raised to his feet, so much rage bottled up that he had to shield himself from the red he saw. When he opened his eyes, he felt himself scowling so very hard. [color=lightblue][b]"I'm going to gut you."[/b][/color] he snarled now, unfeeling to the now burning sensation in his pocket. A shrill ringing cut the air, a bright light fell over his form. Then Gilt glowed just as bright, until only their shine was illuminating the world.  


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