At some unforeseen signal, the groups clashed. An observer would not be able to see what was going on for the battle was a blur, digimon taking multiple enemies. Fire, ice, lightning, air, the elements reigned supreme. Flashes of the battle could be seen, Daipenmon lightning quick, wielding his popsicle swords Ichigo and Hawaii like a trained swordsman, darkness blasts from Rhihmon. Human partners refused to let their Digimon do all the work, newly learned spells flying like fireworks. Thomas had become extremely skilled at Stunning spells, shooting with a deadly and awe inspiring accuracy. Even the first years, led by both Hermione and Ron used well timed levitation to give the partners the advantage. No one could compare to the ball of flame that was Harry however, unseen he would sneak up on an enemy and then flame the unsuspecting creature, leaving behind only ashes.
However, the upper hand was not maintained as people and DIgimon began falling. First, Kazu was thrown to the ground along with a set of gears known as Haguramon. Kazu's face was bleeding for many cuts, making it hard for him to see. Though they had physically healed, Dumbledore had not fully recovered from his burns, succumbing to an ill-timed fire blast by WarGreymon. Draco was hit by an ice blast while he was carrying Haguramon off to safety after saving Kazu. The only people who did not have an injury were both Aldamon and Harry, each feeding off the other's energy. In addition, it seemed like each knew the other's moves, weaving around the other like two ballerinas in a dance. Fighters fell on both sides and students had been shooed to the common rooms as the evening faded into night. The only enemies that didn't make an appearance were the masked figures that Tommy had seen. As the moon rose up, Draco had snuck back outside, limping on his one good leg. Marcus had given up spell casting long ago, living up to his old promise to be the Ultimate Fighter by punching anything that got too close. The intensity of the battle drew out a large amount of forest creatures, curious about the noise. Only when night faded into the day did the enemy withdraw, bruised and beaten.
-I think they were toying with us Takuya. -
-Yeah, they seem to be holding back. -
Madame Pomphrey arrived and had to resort to battlefield triage, hopping from one victim to another. Harry assisted her by using his fire to heal and give energy to the battered. The enemy that had fallen was left to rot by their comrades, Draco helping them with bandages and stern words. At last, everyone remaining wandered off to bed, Harry curling up on top of his sheets so as to draw in the warmth of the dormitory's heater.
The conflict was not resumed and Christmas began to overshadow the battle. Most of the students hadn't known of the fight and Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco weren't about to tell. The three Gryffindors had begun to focus on the problem of a name Hagrid had slipped, Nicholas Flamel, and Yoshi was locked deep in her studies along with Megumi and Miki. Even Marcus and Davis, people who hated school, couldn't help but get interested in most subjects, even paying some attention to History of Magic, taught by a ghost who spoke in a monotone.