Land Ahoy! [mireil+npcmod]

[tylomon]

- Okaaay... - the shark scratched his head a bit when he heard about an explanation about the mask business. He never figured there was so much wrapped over it - it was a piece of metal on the face for crying out loud. And besides, it was clearly a restriction - and tylomon hated restrictions. One should be restricted only by own abilities, or lack of those, not some stupid rule somebody posed on him, or anybody else.

- If that was the concern, why isn't the rest of your body clad in armor instead of ... err, you know... - a barely noticeable blush went across the shark's face, but it was unlikely to be noticed, since his skin was mostly blue and all. But the question still felt awkward for him, this really should not be his business so he quickly switched his mind over to something else. Like that remark about not being allowed to surpass creator. SAYS WHO?

- Meh, if someone would have said to me that I can't travel fast because some guy who made me is a slowpoke, I'd bite the prick's nose off. I mean ... if the creator guy doesn't like your ability or feature for reasons it might be better than his, why did he make you so in the first place? That's just mean... - he added, and suddenly stopped, watching the sword lying on the ground return to the angel's hand once more. Tylo's eyes gleamed like if he were a kid who was just shown a magic trick. Hnh, maybe that's what he was in truth, or it sure looked like it.

- Oh wow, you have a thread attached to them or something? - he exclaimed but suddenly stopped. No, they were training, weren't they? He had to be focused, not distracted by every magical ability the angel had in store. Or else he would never go above 90 km/h barrier. Plus such a mockery of his missiles made the rest of the lot complain inside his mouth about that "not being fair" and "cheating".

- I'mma battleship. I am made of weapons! - another boastful exclamation came, but, just like with his one about speed, it was completely truthful. Coming at the angel with cruising speed of an armored personnel carrier, the shark suddenly launched a strong gust of water in an arch above and at the sides, while closing in - the water gun was his riot-suppression technique, but it worked pretty well in a fight too. Angel indeed was restricted to her swords, Tylo on the other hand had an entire arsenal to rely on...

[Ciel]

"Angel digimon wears a certain amount of armor depending their rank; the highest ranked ones like lord Seraphimon and lady Ophanimon wears the most armor of all for example like low ranked ones like me an angemon do not wear very much. As the rulers of all angels are fully armored, not even their closest and most trustworthy friends knows how they look without armor, probably no one is ready to gaze at their holiness without being drive mad for they are closest existences to the creators of all digimon"

Ahh ... being so beautiful should be a sin, all angels were between the most beautiful digimon and one could only imagine how the highest ranked ones like Seraphimon and Ophanimon looked without all that armor on them, Probably their beauty was so intense that looking at them would make anyone madly fall in love and stop caring about the world itself.

The tylomon seemed to be way more interested in her ability to call back her swords and into continuing the training than in her story, so she accepted his challenge. The armored shark was indeed like a battleship and he still had a few more tricks under his .. ehh ... no existent sleeve: his anti-riot water gun.

"Impressive, but as I said before, take into account who is the enemy you are fighting against"

The angel digimon simply flew up high into the sky avoiding the water gun going in an arc upwards and from her more advantageous position, it would be pretty hard to be hit with the water projectiles; they eventually had to lose against gravity and even at their strongest, they couldn't rise high enough to reach her. Besides, the tylomon has a decent speed in a straight line, but his ability to turn once he accelerated was poor while angel digimons were only second to bird digimon and specialized fliers regarding flying speed and most importantly, maneuverability, being capable of very flexible movements like immediately stopping in mid-air even if they were charging at full speed and literally dance in the sky.

[tylomon]

- Jeez, you angel folk don't give the rest of us grinders too much credit do you? - the shark sneered as he listened the whole armor idea. Sure, angels were pretty on their own, but not THAT pretty. Or at least this was what he thought, having seen only one without a mask and only for a short while, but still. Was there some particular part of the face that projected "holiness"? Or did they think the rest is that deprived or anything? In any case, it was a demeaning attitude. And slightly offensive.

His riot - suppressor missed unfortunately, and the angel flew away, so instead of a target which he tried to keep close to the ground, he now was going for a munch of rocks that absorbed his smaller missiles earlier. And he was no good at steering at 180 degrees yet. - Uh-oh... - he gasped as he tried, but overused the turning energy and instead ended up swirling like a big armored whirligig coated with blades, as he continued moving towards, bashing into the rockpile, blade fins making short work of it, and body crashing what remained, as he went right thorough it. Even when making a mistake, he still was a hovering natural disaster. If someone would have gotten in a way of that "attack", he would have been sliced to bits.

- You don't fight back. 'Tis a training or a target practice? - he sounded a bit disappoined, and spat a missile at the airborn target again. It was bigger, and moved a bit slower, but still it was a thread. And yet ... there was something wrong about it, the form was a bit strange, one wouldn't be able to put a finger on it, but it didn't matter - the homing missile was going at the target in the air...

[Ciel]

Just as she expected, the tylomon was unable to stop his full speed charge and as soon he tried to turn around to try to attack again, he lost his balance and ended up thrashing against anything in his path as he tried to stop himself before he could get hurt. Eventually he stopped and got disappointed, maybe he expected an actual sparring match rather simply testing his skills.

"You want a mock battle? I oblige then"

She abandoned the security of the sky and dived at full speed against the tylomon. Normally that would be a poor idea as she still hadn't examined all his attacks and learned how to counter them, but then again, her sparring partner was of the impatient kind and he could get bored and lose his current fighting spirit, so the angel digimon decided to be a bit reckless as well.

The fast flier soon found herself facing a larger missile, it seemed to be different compared with the previous smaller ones and might conceal a secret within it given that while the tylomon was reckless, a fool he was not and probably knew about the angel digimon's maneuverability and flight speed and cooked a plan to stop her. Nevermind, she still went ahead and threw her swords at the tylomon as she herself narrowly dodged the homing missile, flying next to its side as they crossed paths separated only by a few centimeters. Probably the missile had some extra gimmick other than being big and slower than the smaller ones, so she dived faster and used her extreme descending speed to generate a weak wind shield due the impulse that would slightly reduce any explosive damage an unexpected explosion would cause and prevent it from causing her to change her current path too much

[tylomon]

- Now that's more like ... whoa! - the shark gasped as he nearly evaded one of the swords tossed at him, as he strifed to the right to avoid them. The other went across his side, making a nasty scratch on his armor - good thing his hide was tough enough to withstand glancing hits huh? He was lucky to evade one - the speed was way faster than practice run.

Now normally Tylo would make an onslaught on her and smite with his superior speed - if that were underwater, he would own the battlefield. But here on earth he just had to live knowing the fact he was not the speediest digimon in the club, nor the most maneuverable. The failed charge on the darcmon proved it well enough. So he needed a plan ... and he wasn't good at making plans...

The fact that the angel did not call her swords back yet gave him an idea. Without them she'd be harmless, or so he thought - punching with fists through his armored hide would be something he'd pay to see. But he had to stop her from using magic strings to get the weapon back. So ... the only idea he devised was ... to sit on the swords. Yeah, that was stupid, but yet ... he wasn't the sharpest tool on the shed, gotta remember that. With that in mind he landed on the swords and moved a bit to the left, then to the right, in order to dig a bit deeper. There, not there was no way she'd get those back, unless she approached closer. And if she would ... well, he was a shark. With teeth. And bladed fins. You catch the drift. And if she wouldn't - she'd get to play hide and seek with missiles. And he had plenty of those left...

Speaking of missiles, the angels hunch was correct - it did have a gimmick inside. Unlike the counter-missiles, who needed a hit to explode, this one could be detonated when close enough to the target, cathcing it in wave of explosion and shrapnel. So as soon as the angel passed it by - the thing exploded, showering with sharp pointy shards. The wind shield should have protected to some degree though.

- More where that came from! - the shark snorted from his grounded position, and spat another projectile at her. He could have launched all at once in a deadly barrage of dozens of missiles, but this was a training shtick, wasn't it? Ancient weapons and martial might clashed with thick armor and modern weaponry. Who would win? We shall see...

[Ciel]

Just as she expected, this kind of missile had a trick and it consisted in it activating via a proximity sensor rather than exploding at contact. The weak shield of wind caused by her extreme speed luckily let not flame reach her body, but the energy of the explosion itself knocked her a few meters away from her trajectory (which didn't alter her plans at all) and slightly hurt her ears due the intense noise and the fact that descending at that high speed was harmful to the body of anything, even dedicated fliers.

Nevermind, she still continued her full speed dive, avoiding getting closer to the next incoming missile, and didn't really care about recovering her swords nor trying to pick one of the shrapnels that luckily didn't hit her during the explosion: impaling one of those sharp objects within the tylomon would cause a severe injury even despite his skin was hard and tough. And then she suddenly decelerated a little when she was near enough the shark digimon, turn herself around in a 180 degree angle and impacted on his back with a powerful kick that would hurt even such a hard scaled digimon due the increased potency thanks to the speed and gravity adding more power to it. As for why Ciel decelerated a little instead of hitting him with full force or use her fists? Her hands still hadn't completely recovered yet and despite ... or better say because Ciel was pretty damn good at close quarter combat, she decelerated because she would break her own bones if she hit him with too much power, the speed and gravity itself would've crushed all of her bones at impact and she would end up disabled and maybe die for at that speed she would suffer ALOT more damage than from simply falling from the sky. Lucily she was well trained and knew how much G-forces her body could handle before she damaged herself attacking the enemy.

"Not enough!"

She said after delivering a powerful kick on the tylomon's tough back and grabbed him from the "horns" of his face helmet. His homing missile was bound to return and in fact it was returning looking for her, and she planned to move away as soon it got near enough to be unavoidable for the tylomon

[tylomon]

Maybe sitting on enemy weapons wasn't such a great idea after all - it made Tylomon literally immobilized, since he could not move away from the spot, without abandoning the swords. And the angel was way too maneuverable to fall for the same trick twice. He saw her coming at him with great speed, but didn't really take her advance seriously - she was made of soft flesh, and those slapstick armors wouldn't have made much difference, plus he really did not expect her to hit hard. Pretty wrong that was.

- Ow! Why you little... - he groaned angrily as the darcmon delivered a kick. It was not really that painful but it still hurt, even through his armored skin. And if that wasn't enough, she positioned herself behind his head helmet again, where he couldn't reach her. And there was still that seeker missile to worry about...

- You're not gonna stay there ya know? - he said, and the next moment instantly twirled himself around in one spot like a bladed whirligig again. It was made with such speed just about anyone could get dizzy. Or at least she's gonna have her grip slip and make her fall off or something. Well that was a bright idea ... sort of. And the projectile was coming closer.

What else the angel did not know was that the missile had a build-in recognition system. Without techobabble, it would suffice to explain it won't explode near their own, so the missile changed course and instead hit the ground nearby, the spray of shrapnel going off-target, leaving a rather big crater in the sandy ground. And the shark kept swirling till the annoying rider would get off...

[Ciel]

Her kick effectively worked and she managed to actually hurt the hard skinned digimon. Alas, that only made him get angry and he retaliated bymadly spinning around in an attempt to get rid of her. Sadly the idea of causing his own attack to backfire failed as the missile safely exploded somewhere else, so she had no choice but actually using something that could hurt her companion badly: to finally use her swords into serious combat rather than as glorified throwing weapons.

She summoned back her swords and they emerged from where the tylomon tried to bury them, flying at quite a decent speed back at the darcmon. It was in the best interest of the tylomon to stop his mad dance and let the darcmon recover the swords as the alternative was to keep spinning and accidentally let the swords impale him, that would hurt a lot more than a mere blunt attack as they could pierce the tough skin he was proud of and even if they clashed with the metal armor of his body, they would at least stun a little the marine digimon and after being repelled for the impact, they would attempt to return to their owner's hands again and again and again.

[tylomon]

The shark didn't even notice the angel was summoning her swords again, being rotated at a speed of 279 rotations per minute, which was pretty fastm and was starting to feel himself a little dizzy. Although, catching the swords while being so fastly rotated was virtually impossible - the summoned swords made an impact against one of his bladed fins, sound was like two blades clashing violently, and were send flying somewhere away, but he figured that swirling did not work out too well.

- Dizz... dizz... dizzy... - the shark figured that if continues he'd have to collect his own brains together for a whole day, so instead tried a more conventional approach - using the air he hovered through to support himself, he rolled on the back, like a dog or something, in an attempt to squish the annoying angel unless she makes haste and gets off his back. Or get flattered under a heavy fish.

[Ciel]

The tylomon was very persistent, she had to give him extra credits for never giving up and constantly trying new ideas to get rid of her. Alas, now it was time to finish this battle before one of them actually ended injured.

As soon the deep sea shark stopped spinning and took a breath to try his newest idea, she summoned again one of her swords and catched it just a few seconds before the marine digimon used his heavy body to flatten the angel digimon.

In what was a great fear of strength, the dracmon not only managed to avoid most of the damage from Tylo's body press, but also somehow catched his body with her bare hands and slowly but firmly lifted his heavy body, first kneeled down but later on her two legs, and tossed him on the ground. One wouldn't think just by looking at her, but between the champion angel digimon she was the strongest physically speaking. True, the others had superior firepower, versatility and had access to long range attacks while all she had were swords, but it was precisely due her lack of other means to defend herself that darcmon specifically trained to make her body as strong as possible and take her swordsmanship to a level in which she could perform incredible feats with them. So while it was difficult and strained her muscles moderately, lifting and tossing away a tylomon was nothing impossible for her.

"You fought well, but you lost"

She revealed to her fish pal that she picked her sword when he attempted to flatten her and that had she wanted it, she could've let his own weight become his doom as he impaled himself against the sword if she aimed it's edge towards the skin of the heavy digimon.

She looked cool and all while she spoke, but as it was previously mentioned, her muscles were strained from the effort of lifting such heavy creature despite how effortlessly it looked to the untrained eye and in no way she could've continued the fight, after all she still hadn't recuperated yet from all the damage caused by parallelmon and her still under recuperation hands didn't let her use at her fullest her strength. Besides, she overworked them again during this battle and the physical stress caused them to be in pain.