GOD
He/Him
41
December 25th
Spikemunth
Northeast
Monster
Rocket Beast
I survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me.
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Second Strike [M]
POSTED ON Jul 15, 2023 12:26:13 GMT
The fight is quickly reaching its end. You were expecting that. Your battling style has always been to go half as long and twice as bright, and it's been no different here. Tyranitar is on its last legs, but Toxtricity isn't exactly looking good, either. Meanwhile, Slither Wing and Iron Valiant seem to be fairing better, but you can tell that fight won't be lasting much longer.
You can tell. The gigantic insect is locked in. From the bristling of its fur to the slight shivering of its wings, you know. He's locked in to the highest gear. This speeding car is heading straight towards that brick wall, and whether it smashes through or slams to a halt, it doesn't much care. It's riding high off a primordial kind of adrenaline. This next hunt will be the last, because it's not going to let up and break it. Come what may, it'll fight until the end, be it joyous or bitter. And, really, who are you to deny him that?
So, the dinosaur charges forther, and for the last time, Slither Wing and Iron Valiant clash.
Two paradoxes of vastly different eras. One, a beast of the past. The spitting image of Volcarona, one fuelled by sheer, overwhelming physical might. A monster so fierce, so dominant, that it could only be described as an apex predator. The other, a machine of the future. The echo of Gallade, a knight not armoured in steel, but made of it. A warrior that was unstoppable, driven by a code incomprehensible to the modern era, ever onward to its goal.
Claws meet blades as Close Combat meets a Psycho Cut. It's a blur of violence, so fast the naked eye can barely track it, and obscured further by the sand, the static, and the heat. It almost feels like you're watching shadows playing on a wall, rather than an actual fight between actual creatures. Yet despite your perceptions, the fight is very much real...
...And of the two silhouettes, it is the knight that lands the critical blow first, leaving the shade of the monster to crumple and collapse, defeated, slain, and conquered by his opponent.
Paradox Pokemon Study, Slither Wing, Note #3 - Despite everything, he's not invincible.
But of course, the battle isn't over yet. No, that might've been the insect's final confrontation, but there's still one challenge left to overcome before the Iron Valiant claims its victory.
BANG! After a hard-fought battle, Tyranitar hits the ground, and the endless stream of sand finally comes to a halt. Standing over him is Toxtricity, battered and worn by vicious combat and extreme exertion, but nevertheless the winner of his particular one versus one. He must've learned well from his last loss, though as he pants and gasps for air, it's clear his wasn't quite a decisive victory. Perhaps another day, he might've been the one laying unconscious on the battlefield? Not that it matters. Hypotheticals are all well and good, but Toxtricity won this time, and this time is what counts right now.
Kept upright by the crackle of lightning that has filled the arena, Toxtricity turns wary eyes towards Iron Valiant, and raises a claw that's still dripping with venom. Seems like he's got one good attack left in the tank, one last move before he's done.
And that's fine with you, because one move is all you're gonna need.
"So, Navidson, ready to put it all on the line?"
Navy
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