Qiso and Cj found themselves locked in battle with a powerful opponent. Qiso could tell who it was by his tacky outfit, and horrible use of colors (especially that hideous hair) in general in his attire. Qiso was snapped out of this mental critique, as he quickly jumped out of the way of yet another energy blast.

"Psirusen!"

"Foku!"

Cj leapt in front of the spell, transforming into stone, blocking the energy blast.

"Hold still, you scum!"

Qiso picked up a rock off the ground and threw it. The rock soared in a perfect arc and nailed Quarum in the head. Quarum grabbed his bloody head wound and caught the next rock, turning it into powder under his angry grip.

"Didn't see that one coming, did you, psycho?"

Quarum ran at Qiso, but dived forward at the last possible moment, snatching Cj.

"Fokai!"

Cj turned into lightning, charring Quarum's hands. Cj flew backwards in his lightning form, preparing to charge Quarum.

"Psiruk!"

Quarum gained a purple, solid metal helmet with a yellow hole in the front of it. Quarum also gained an aura of energy that surrounded him, molding itself around his body shape until it appeared that he was submerged within a hologram of himself. Cj flew upwards and prepared to surprise him from his blind side, but Quarum pointed his hand above him and yelled "Psirusen!" at the same time as his bookkeeper. A huge blast of psychic energy struck Cj, destroying the effects of Cj's spell. Vincent flipped a page in the spellbook and yelled, "Foku!" Cj turned into stone, plummeting towards Quarum. Quarum smirked as the psychic aura extension of his arm extended upwards, catching Cj in mid-air, and hurling him back at Vincent. Qiso intercepted Cj's flying form, but was tossed to the ground by Cj's pure weight in that form. Quarum paused and laughed sinisterly and very loudly.

"If you want to know my secret, then fine."

"We never asked you anything, psycho."

"Listen, Veronica, was it?"

"IT'S VINCENT!"

"Enough. I could easily call reinforcements, but I'm playing fair, so unless you want to change that, I suggest that you don't interrupt me at all."

Vincent's hands shook and his hands clenched tightly on the book, but he still broke out into a cold sweat for a moment when Quarum announced his threat.

"I already know about half of your battle strategies. You aren't being as open with your fighting style this time, Qiso, and your new friend here obviously knows battle strategy well enough to know not to show an enemy your full hand, especially when he has revealed a psychic ability. Anyways, my Psiruk spell gives me a power boost physically and mentally, along with this handy psychic aura. My natural mamodo ability allows me to access a huge power boost to any spell that I cast when I am in perfect synchronization with my human bookkeeper. My bookkeeper is already psychic, so my natural mamodo ability is enhanced greatly, although I cannot use it more than once per battle if I use any of my modification spells. These power boosts, along with my own natural power, make me one of the top contenders in this whole tournament."

Quarum smirked, showing a row of oddly perfect and bright, yet almost jagged teeth, then took off, punching Qiso in the chest. The fist made out of Quarum's psychic aura hit Qiso's chest, and Quarum's regular fist smashed into Qiso's jaw. The mamodo quickly recovered, however, and backhanded Quarum, taking him away from his relentless assault for just a moment. That moment was all Cj needed to take Quarum down.

"Fogar!"

Cj's fur turned into fire and the guinea pig mamodo ran at Quarum, surprising him from his weak side. Quarum regained his bearings and tried to move forward, but clutched the burn wound on his side before falling to the ground. Cj ran towards Quarum again, intending to burn his book and end the battle quickly, but the yellow hole on Quarum's helmet glowed brightly, and Cj was knocked back by an intense beam of light fired from Quarum's helmet.

"Quite interesting, isn't it? You see, unlike many other mamodo, my base spells aren't rendered useless when I gain their more advanced forms later on. This may not be my most powerful body modification spell, but it does come with more strategic defensive value than my most powerful body modification spells. This handy helmet can swap up our physical energy levels when there is a severe difference between them, and it also takes half of your partners heart energy, and transfers it to my bookkeeper. Isn't that a handy spell?"

"Gairon!"

Quarum sidestepped the nails flying towards him.

"You missed! You weren't even close to anywhere critical!"

"That was the point, psycho!"

Quarum's eyes widened as Qiso's nails burst from the ground, aiming for his chest. Quarum used his psychic shroud to destroy the nails, but gritted his teeth as Qiso's last fingernail emerged from the ground and stabbed into his ankle. Quarum gasped in pain.

"Madame, I need a powerful spell!"

Qiso saw Quarum turn his back to look at his bookkeeper, whose arm had been pierced by one of his nails. Madame was clutching at her bloody arm and cursing under her breath. Qiso saw that his plan worked, and he charged at Quarum's exposed back. As he prepared to knock Quarum out and end the battle, he only heard the wind rushing through his ears, and something about a spell being cast quickly.

"Dio Psiruk!"

Qiso tried to backtrack, but he was caught in the glow of Quarum's psychic shroud, which fused into Quarum's skin, while a giant psychic apparition that looked half-man, half-monster appeared above Quarum's body. Quarum turned around and punched the ground in front of Qiso, and the psychic apparition did the same. Qiso thrust both of his palms out in front of him.

"Gigano Gairodazu!"

Qiso formed two giant nail drills on his arms. Qiso jumped over the fist and used both of the nail drills to pin the apparition's hand to the ground. Quarum fell to the ground from his standing position, his hand stuck to the ground along with the apparition's. Qiso pulled out both of his nail drills and expertly hopped to the side swiftly to dodge a harsh blow from the gargantuan hand of the psychic apparition. The mamodo stood still, facing down a powerful punch, and fired one of his nail drills directly into the middle of the psychic apparition's fist. Qiso maneuvered around the fist, and launched the other into the side of its wrist. He sprinted back to his bookkeeper's side to regain heart energy while the psychic apparition struggled to pull out the nail drills stabbed into its fist and wrist.

"Is that the best you can do against me?"

"Did you even hear the spell? That was one of my two Gigano-level spells. I have a Dioga-level spell. Here, allow me to demonstrate."

"Dioga Gairodon!"

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Please read and review. I have the second half of this battle pre-written (not typed either, so computer crashes won't stop that), so if a couple reviews get thrown my way, then I'll continue the story much sooner than I normally world. Remember, you can submit fan mamodo for the next arc. They may be good, evil, or perhaps even neutral (I will definitely have a limit on how many of them will be entirely neutral, as some of them might end up as good/neutral or evil/neutral). I hope that you read and review, as I may not have the time of other fanfiction authors, but I won't say that they have no life, as I chose to do extracurricular activities, and I chose to take AP classes, so I have much less time than many of these authors.

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