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6/9/2025, 10:02:21 AM
>Use your Mekanorimon's Twinkle Laser. Earlier, he was able to land stray blows because of his already clumsy fighting style. If you curse him with a lack of coordination, he shouldn't be able to focus on three targets. You can get him close and whittle him down one by one. There's an average risk to all three of you, but it allows you to maximize your damage output.
You line up the targeting reticule while DarkTyrannomon’s back is turned. Your fist hammers the red button, prompting your ride to hum and vibrate with gusto. The sound of a spooling coil fills the cockpit, and the lens flares to life on the outside.
“TWINKLE BEAM!”
You fire a powerful blast, aiming to singe his back and disable his sense of rhythm. You don’t bother aiming for any kind of weak point, knowing that he’s just going to absorb it regardless. The main point is to debilitate him so you can get in closer.
The Digimon tries to pull himself out from under the ledge, but Porcupamon is already charging in. He holds out his arms to catch the swinging tail, feet sliding across the ground from the effort, then shoves it aside and clears the rest of the distance for a shoulder tackle. DarkTyrannomon is wedged deeper beneath the ceiling by the motion.
You close in as well, ordering Mekanorimon to gallop forward on its knuckles. A more experienced pilot could have hovered a foot off the ground with the jetpack, but you don’t want to risk a crash. You hear gunfire from under the ledge as well, that could only belong to Commandramon.
Once you’re close enough, you join the assault. The three-pronged attack allows you to dish out far more damage than before. Porcupamon’s spines constantly grow and shed, embedding themselves in the black textures of your foe’s flesh. Your mech’s claws descend on his flank savagely, cutting open wounds that become slower and slower to heal. And under the ledge, the gunfire is replaced with mechanical whirring.
”GYRO BREAK!”
With his shoulder and arm jammed underneath, and his coordination hijacked, DarkTyrannomon is unable to escape. He’s forced to take the full-on corkscrew punch to the stomach, and you see his face contort in agony. He can’t even snap or bite at anybody like this. Sadly, the laser only lasts so long. With a mighty heave, he pushes himself upwards and outwards, shattering the ceiling completely and causing portions of the second floor to rain down on all of you. You cover your head instinctively, shielding the glass from cascading rubble.
You line up the targeting reticule while DarkTyrannomon’s back is turned. Your fist hammers the red button, prompting your ride to hum and vibrate with gusto. The sound of a spooling coil fills the cockpit, and the lens flares to life on the outside.
“TWINKLE BEAM!”
You fire a powerful blast, aiming to singe his back and disable his sense of rhythm. You don’t bother aiming for any kind of weak point, knowing that he’s just going to absorb it regardless. The main point is to debilitate him so you can get in closer.
The Digimon tries to pull himself out from under the ledge, but Porcupamon is already charging in. He holds out his arms to catch the swinging tail, feet sliding across the ground from the effort, then shoves it aside and clears the rest of the distance for a shoulder tackle. DarkTyrannomon is wedged deeper beneath the ceiling by the motion.
You close in as well, ordering Mekanorimon to gallop forward on its knuckles. A more experienced pilot could have hovered a foot off the ground with the jetpack, but you don’t want to risk a crash. You hear gunfire from under the ledge as well, that could only belong to Commandramon.
Once you’re close enough, you join the assault. The three-pronged attack allows you to dish out far more damage than before. Porcupamon’s spines constantly grow and shed, embedding themselves in the black textures of your foe’s flesh. Your mech’s claws descend on his flank savagely, cutting open wounds that become slower and slower to heal. And under the ledge, the gunfire is replaced with mechanical whirring.
”GYRO BREAK!”
With his shoulder and arm jammed underneath, and his coordination hijacked, DarkTyrannomon is unable to escape. He’s forced to take the full-on corkscrew punch to the stomach, and you see his face contort in agony. He can’t even snap or bite at anybody like this. Sadly, the laser only lasts so long. With a mighty heave, he pushes himself upwards and outwards, shattering the ceiling completely and causing portions of the second floor to rain down on all of you. You cover your head instinctively, shielding the glass from cascading rubble.
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