03-04-2018, 09:12 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-04-2018, 09:16 AM by PhantomUnderYourDesk.)
Druddigon Round 2
Nuzleaf B sucessfully caught in a Safari Ball.
Nuzleaf A defeated and suffering a burn.
Druddigon is fresh, so is Magneton.
Braixen though suffers 4 lethal damage, 2/8hp, -2 Pain!
Shiva herself suffers 1 damage, 8/9hp, no Pain, and is not openly afraid of the dragon.
...Pain. Sharp emotional pain, highly toxic, was what Shiva experienced when the cry of her magical fox reached her and ringed back in her ears. Immediately she had her gaze dart over to the source of the cry, only to see the dragon having decided to corner Braixen, keeping him within his range with his claws dangerously raised, she could almost hear him snarling.
Pain that only intesified when she felt as....as if it was her very own arm bone that snapped, this feeling was real, such a ghostly pain that ran through it... Immediately, she held it closer to her body, supporting it with the other arm, now breathing more shallow as she was not used to such an experience. Daring to take a look at it, her pale skin was only barely harmed at all, the pain from that Razor Wind was minimal conpared to that ghostly pain.
No, it was...her fox's blood that she now realized was dripping down the floor, staining his bright fur red. He was panting. He was blazing, but his inner flames were flickering as if they were threathened to be obliterated. Pain... This pain was real, HIS pain was so real, so damn real that it got transfered to Shiva....
No reaction came from her though. None that was visible on the outside, she only looked down to the ground as something was seemingly falling into place within her, causing her to become so icy-cold that she could freeze the whole dragon's den if she wanted. That dragon clearly went too far, it will suffer, it will PAY, vengence will be taken... ".....Druddigon...", she silently spoke out in a so cold voice that it was frightening while the burning Nuzleaf casted shadows to the cave wall, "...if you don't give a single damn about fighting fair, THEN I DO NOT EITHER. You doomed yourself the moment you slashed my fox." She took a short break here, before some more words were spitted out in cold cold wrath. "DO NOT MESS WITH THE FAE, BUT NOW THAT YOU DID, YOU SHALL FEEL THE WRATH."
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She has her hand in bagpack, about to draw the Pokeballs of Braixen and Silverbolt to withdraw them, as well as two other Balls containing different Pokemon of hers to summon in return, as well as somethingelse.
(Further things will come once some things have been discussed and cleared!)
Nuzleaf B sucessfully caught in a Safari Ball.
Nuzleaf A defeated and suffering a burn.
Druddigon is fresh, so is Magneton.
Braixen though suffers 4 lethal damage, 2/8hp, -2 Pain!
Shiva herself suffers 1 damage, 8/9hp, no Pain, and is not openly afraid of the dragon.
...Pain. Sharp emotional pain, highly toxic, was what Shiva experienced when the cry of her magical fox reached her and ringed back in her ears. Immediately she had her gaze dart over to the source of the cry, only to see the dragon having decided to corner Braixen, keeping him within his range with his claws dangerously raised, she could almost hear him snarling.
Pain that only intesified when she felt as....as if it was her very own arm bone that snapped, this feeling was real, such a ghostly pain that ran through it... Immediately, she held it closer to her body, supporting it with the other arm, now breathing more shallow as she was not used to such an experience. Daring to take a look at it, her pale skin was only barely harmed at all, the pain from that Razor Wind was minimal conpared to that ghostly pain.
No, it was...her fox's blood that she now realized was dripping down the floor, staining his bright fur red. He was panting. He was blazing, but his inner flames were flickering as if they were threathened to be obliterated. Pain... This pain was real, HIS pain was so real, so damn real that it got transfered to Shiva....
No reaction came from her though. None that was visible on the outside, she only looked down to the ground as something was seemingly falling into place within her, causing her to become so icy-cold that she could freeze the whole dragon's den if she wanted. That dragon clearly went too far, it will suffer, it will PAY, vengence will be taken... ".....Druddigon...", she silently spoke out in a so cold voice that it was frightening while the burning Nuzleaf casted shadows to the cave wall, "...if you don't give a single damn about fighting fair, THEN I DO NOT EITHER. You doomed yourself the moment you slashed my fox." She took a short break here, before some more words were spitted out in cold cold wrath. "DO NOT MESS WITH THE FAE, BUT NOW THAT YOU DID, YOU SHALL FEEL THE WRATH."
She has her hand in bagpack, about to draw the Pokeballs of Braixen and Silverbolt to withdraw them, as well as two other Balls containing different Pokemon of hers to summon in return, as well as somethingelse.
(Further things will come once some things have been discussed and cleared!)
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