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Is it getting hot in here? Oh, you better believe it! Standing ready and willing to light a fire under Middle this season is the hottest Pokemon sensation since Charizard. That’s right, Typhlosion is in the house, baby! And we’re not talking any normal kind of heat here - we’re talking ‘warps metal by mere proximity’ and ‘burns holes through solid rock’ kind of heat! We’re talking enough heat to make Camus’ Rage Rune look like a campfire cobbled together by some second rate boy scouts. Camus may think he knows fire, but he obviously doesn’t know enough to protect himself from the very power he toys with. Too bad for him, since Typhlosion is just as good at weathering fire attacks as he is at throwing them. The red knight needs to learn a thing or two about how to handle a raging fire, and the fire starter will be more than happy to instruct him. Sound the bell, school's in, sucker! |
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Never has the phrase "fighting fire with fire" been more apt than in this duel between the former Matilda Knight Camus, and the Fire Pokemon Typhlosion. While Typhlosion is certainly better equipped to withstand fire attacks, Camus' rage rune should not be underestimated. A Final Flame spell, even with it's damage cut in half, will certainly leave a dent in the fiery Pokemon, Camus has his masterful swordfighting to fall back on if need be, and Camus can certainly take a few hits from Typhlosion before going down. As a proud knight, Camus has had many encounters with monsters and has succeeded no matter how great the odds against him, and this match should prove to be no exception - after all, is this not another monster that stands before him? Though Typhlosion may appear to have some advantages going into the match, Camus' firepower should never be counted out. |
Gatewalker Adamantly standing his ground, Camus shook his head in refusal at his partner for the fifth time in one minute, “No, no, no and most importantly, no! I am NOT going in there. Matilda isn’t in any danger, my duties as a knight do not require me to fight animals for sport, and so I feel no obligation to enter that arena. I’ll lose nothing but some face for forfeiting, and I’ll lose considerably more if I go in!” Miklotov sighed in frustration, “Come now, Camus. I know that this beast has the advantage over you, but how could losing to a fearsome firebreathing creature possibly be more humiliating than the brand of cowardice that comes with not fighting at all?” Looking through the open arena door towards his opponent’s side of the ring, Camus points at a rather eager looking young boy in a cap, “That is who I’m worried about, not the beast. He’s been going on all morning about how he remembered to bring lots of those mystical balls that he uses to imprison and control all of those creatures. Apparently he thinks that I’m just another pokemon to be captured! I’m not going in there and getting stuffed in some little ball, bound to the will of a teenage boy and forced to say nothing but my own name ever again! It’s simply not happening!” Eyes widening, Miklotov took a step back as he eyed the child wearily, “Can…can he really do that?” “He seems to think he can.” Nodding slowly, Miklotov turned away from the arena and gestured for Camus to follow, “Well, too bad about your match, partner. How about we go see if Alen and Grenseal want to grab some lunch?” Following right along, Camus grinned, “Sounds like a plan.” Typhlosion: 50 |
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