Seeing the bird still struggling to keep it going he was rather impressed. "Your partner ain't bad, but we ain't looking to add a loss to our total. Let 'em have it Domon!" His cry lit up the fire inside the Urshifu's heart as he stared down the oncoming bird.

He would have to intercept it, no way was simply countering going to cut it. He was going to feel pain this time around, so so be it. Rearing his head back he waited till the bird was just close enough and let his skull fly forward. An iron head might not do much against a Corviknight specifically but anything was worth a try.

"That trick...ain't gonna work a third time! Let's go Domon!" Fiery spirit was set ablaze by both of them as they let out a war cry as the large scythe came down. Urshifu stared it down as it came down on him, a large limb that could easily squish him or in this case cut him in half. He needed to find a way around it, to counter it, or...maybe...

Raising his hands up he waited, waited as the world around him started to slow down as he focused his mind. He needed the right moment, to detect when it was the best second to strike back. As the shadow of the scythe finally enveloped him he roared and clapped his hands over the scythe to try and stop its advance, like a samurai stopping a blade with their bare hands.

howard slayte is a man who watches over history; who looks into the past for clues to the future, for warnings he can give to others should they attempt to retread it. He passes on that knowledge because its what he believes in, and there's nothing wrong with that. Maybe he is the biggest coward of them all but at least he knows how to keep himself safe.

Xenon Antheil is a woman who treads onto the future; who leaps into the unknown to build what she dreams. She is possibly one of the few who's crazed words will send even the tiniest sliver of hope to others. The future may be the biggest mystery in the world but it is one that can be tamed by man itself should they reach out towards it.

So who watches over the present?

Despite the cage that spreads above them what is done is simply make sure that the people inside had their own arena to fight like mad dogs. It didn't take much to scare Mr. Fake into releasing it as ice and fire took to the field and the little doll landed right on top of Kazimir's head. A hand keeps it steady and from falling as they watch a great dragon find its newest champion in illeana reyes.

Such power almost frightens him. But it is the actions of PENELOPE LIVY that frighten him the most. The two have probably never really gotten to know one another but Kaz knows her as one of Hoenn's best councilmen. Yet here she is hurting her own people as she takes a hyper beam and swats it away like a Zubat. Friendly fire was always a danger in war times but something about it all felt off. Seeing her actually land another one against a Rocket though...that was a little rough. It was a form of devastation he couldn't imagine himself ever doing.

It made sense that howard slayte exploded into rage.

Everything happened so fast that the battle soon came to a close as everyone began to retreat, and Kaz was about to when the ground underneath him gave way. Maybe it was all the fighting, or just dumb luck, but soon he found himself stumbling backward to get away from the cracks under him that were quickly forming that he didn't see the edge.

And so he fell, deep into the chasm as a blur of blue rushed past him, the Keldeo charging ahead as he let out a yell in the hopes someone would notice him gone and not with the others.

Domon's eyes go wide as he watches the bull suddenly charge in a cloak of water that comes for him. He's faintly familiar with the move it uses yet his mind forgets for a moment the speed it gives the user and he's soon drenched in water. Yet again he grips the bull by the horns and keeps his feet planted in the dirt and mud that puddles beneath him. It lets the bull push him back even more as his feet can't get a solid group.

"Hell yeah! Now this is what I call a fight! C'mon Domon wrassle that cow!" His excitement is brought out in words as Kaz lets out a chuckle. "Damn Ed that one's a hell of a fighter! We gotta do this again sometime!" While Kaz brings the pleasure Domon brings the pain as he aims a drain punch right into the bull's head to daze it and perhaps regain some energy from this fight.

One by one these dragon's fangs find my steel. Yet they are not sharp enough, I do not blame them for their are young. Still my shield frees me as it not only protects me from another but tears one clinging to my blade. They look at me with such fierce eyes, warrior's eyes. For that I do not give them any quarter as they charge at me.

It would be disrespectful to them.

As the last one falls I turn back to the wooden box left behind in this cave. Within it hides a bell and a stone monument. Both have something seeping out of them. Something other than the smell of dragons that this entire cavern holds. What it could be I do not know. Milord has other companions who may be able to tell yet they are not here with me.

I am here of my own will to become strong.

Milord fights the likes of dragons and beasts even more powerful than that. He is strong. He is a warrior worthy of companions who will add their strength to his. Sir Domon is the shining example of this. For the sake of him I must attain even greater strength, to aid in his cause. To protect him.

For I know he would do the same for me.

"Corbenik!"

My arm is already touching the bell as I turn to see him. Milord. He comes running to the shrine out of breath, hands on his knees as he looks at me. Those blue eyes, eyes full of a welcoming sea, of a calm sky. Milord's body is a true testament of what a simple human can attain should they apply themselves. His muscles match even my steel. Yet it is his eyes that sway me, they call me back to his side.

I do not wish to betray milord even if it is for a selfless act such as gaining power for me.

He cares about me. About us.

"Geez don't go running off. The Bagon 'round here love to bite."

I simply nod. Then I attach myself to my rightful place, his back. It always astounds me how my arms can reach around his chest despite how big it is, but I must hold him close. I must watch his back at all times. Being here feels...odd. It is my rightful place I know yet at the same time it feels as if I am intruding on someone else's home.

I remember he once told me of another like me who used to be with him. I remember the two young knives back home that jump for joy when he brings them out to play. The ghostly visage of Sir Igknight who will welcome us home when we return.

Yes being here is still my place, for Milord is someone worth staying with. A strong man whom I must protect.

The bull's continued charge finally found what it was looking for; Domon flying through the air as it was knocked off his feet. Kaz couldn't help but laugh as he watched his partner bounce against the ground with heavy grunts. Maybe it was their opponents own ferocity spilling out, the look on Eddie's face, but he was enjoying himself once again.

He was always enjoying himself in this tournament but this felt like a breath of fresh air.

Did he feel it too? The surge of excitement for battle? As the Urshifu got to his feet he was smiling as he watched the bull. Gathering up energy and his spirit back into his hands he let loose another aura sphere at the Tauros. While it was a fun opponent he'd rather not try and get flung onto his back a second time.

The light of Mega Evolution was met with Kaz striking a pose as a golden aura engulfed him before flooding over his Urshifu. These last few battles had him use this power more and more and he wasn't sure if he was feeling some wear from it or fatigue from fighting in general was starting to bring him down. Perhaps after this he and his Ex-Elite brother in arms could grab a drink and celebrate over whoever won.

Of course that meant that he and Domon would still fight to win to try and coax a free drink or two if that was the case. As power filled the Urshifu as the pincer struck his face his whole body turned with reeling in pain. And it kept turning until the bear was spinning like a top that suddenly rammed right into the Scizor in a corkscrew crash of a Z-Move.

"We need to catch up after this!" If his memories of an alternate home in Galar were any indication this man helped him create a sword unlike any other. While such a weapon wasn't really needed during these times he remembered that the two of them enjoyed their company a little bit. It was hard to tell when things were so fuzzy.

Raising his hand with a glove slipped on a dark aura erupted from Domon as he too under went Mega Evolution and charged right at the bird. The darkness gathered into his fist as he threw it forward into a gmax one blow that shot across the field with all of his rage for this fight packed right in.

Once more the ground shook and this time the shockwave that came with it was able to send the bear flying onto his back and send Kaz to his hands and knees. Sure enough Dynamax was looking to be a problem for the both of them right now. "C'mon! We still got some fight left, we're not done till we topple that behemoth!"

Words spured on the bear as it lifted its legs and springboarded itself back onto its feet and into a sprint. Its eyes never left the giant's form as it clenched its fist once more and jumped. A wicked blow was coming its way and with the bug being so big it was child's play to aim it right at Kamas' solar plexus. Perhaps knocking some wind out of their sails was the trick to beating Dynamax.

If Domon was any other Pokemon he would mostly likely had been sent flying by the bull's charge. Instead he did what that old saying said, take the bull by the horns or something like that. While his grip was strong and true the same couldn't be said for his feet. They were almost lifted off the ground yet the scars the nails on them left in the dirt as he was pushed back said otherwise. He was still on the ground where it was safe, safe as can be given his opponent.

It just gave him an excuse to be up close and personal with the bull as he reared his head back. Eyes kept their glare on the Tauros as he launched his iron head forward like a bullet. Headbutts were always a hail mary in a fight so pulling one out this early was asking for fighting with a disadvantage, but Domon didn't care. He wanted a fight and nothing was off limits in a good one.

The ground shook beneath their feet sending both Kaz and Domon tumbling onto their hands and knees as the large bug struck the ground with force. Dynamax Pokemon sure were something else, even simple movements of theirs were powerful enough to shake the earth. Just meant that they would have to throw everything they had at them and then some. "Let's get in there Domon! Aerial Ace!"

The bear grunted and charged at the Scyther once more. Once he was close enough he bent down and jumped at Kamas with as much strength as his legs could muster and aimed a chop right at the bug's chest. It might leave him more vulnerable to it but sometimes a risk was needed to ensure victory was in their cards.

The dark aura both washed over and burned the Urshifu as he stood his ground to not be blown back by it. With a growl he clapped his hands together to form a ball of aura between his palms. "Think flying outta range will keep ya safe?!" Kaz yelled out signaling his partner to fire off his aura sphere at the bird.

The Power Trip was keeping it from flying straight but its will was the same as the Urshifu. It was looking to strike back against the bird. As the two fought Kaz took another look at the man and suddenly something clicked in his head. He DID see this guy before! He was... "Hey! You're that blacksmith guy!"

The venom felt like it had spread everywhere in his body and the bear was feeling its effects. He was more our of breath, his limbs felt heavy, his vison started to blur. He almost confused it for pure fatigue bur the burning sensation inside him was different. It was evil.

Still he wouldnt give up and with a roar charged forward. Dust kicked up from wjere he ran as his speed seemed to increase as he straightened his hand and raised it. In a blur he vanished only to reappaer beside the Beedrill and bring his hand down in an aerial ace on the bug's head.