Injuries. Firings. Just plain people leaving. A lot has diminished the Raw team's side. Mike stares from Seth to Heath to TJ and swallows. Honestly, it's bad. With Enzo fired, and Jason Jordan out with a neck injury, things are only continually getting worse. Even Seth is subdued, which, Mike supposes, is understandable, since two of his tag partners have fallen in the last three months. Thankfully they're not too desperate power wise, his partner and Heath's at least can reach mega level. But it is curious that, after all of this time, Seth's partner only evolves to mega level rarely. And of course TJ, after his three months away, has only managed to get his partner up to champion. Both things that need work on, Mike thinks.
But for now, they have to focus on the red dots around them. Digimon in trouble, villages in danger of being wiped out by forces much stronger than they are. He stares down at his digivice and pretends to listen to Seth telling them what to do in the upcoming battle. His suggestions are weak, his eyes are darting, and it's clear he's uncertain and weary after the last few months of his wrestling career. So Mike does what Mike does best. He talks. "Heath and I have the strongest digimon," he speaks up, talking over Seth's weak diatribe. "We should be at the forefront of things. MegaSeadramon and Birdramon should watch over things from the sea and air respectively. Considering there's only four of us, we have to be smart with our power, and how we divide up our individual strengths."
Seth looks annoyed at first, being out-talked and ran circles around in strategy, but he ultimately sighs and waves at the others to follow Mike's suggestions. Heath's perked up at the first mention of his name, but neither TJ or Seth seem interested beyond making their partners evolve to the required levels. Not that Mike cares, they need some leadership and if Seth's head isn't in the game, then he supposes it should fall to him. So he grits his teeth and leads the way determinedly to where the nearest red dot is.
The destruction is obvious, early. And the cause isn't even trying to be discreet, thudding around through a row of small shacks that comprised these Digimon's homes only a few hours ago, still setting off massive explosions here and there. Cannondramon ignores their approach, keeps destroying more and more of the village. Justimon's approach doesn't even gain his focus, despite having to dodge the multiple cannons being shot from the creature's back. Between Justimon and Duftmon, they have him boxed in, but he doesn't even blink. Simply continues alternating between shooting beams out and sending grenades flying, more houses collapsing, more explosions wiping out whatever's left. Mike does not like any of this, especially considering how Cannondramon is staunchly ignoring them. "Attack!" he orders his partner, Justimon immediately closing in.
Electricity pours from his arms and sizzles over Cannondramon's body, digging past his weapons and armor to singe his flesh, but Cannondramon barely flinches as he continues attacking, only deviating enough to shoot beams of energy at Justimon, who dodges quickly and then flies in for another attack, kicking Cannondramon at warp speed... just to take a grenade to the face, the explosion enough to send him flying back. Duftmon tries to assist but gets the same treatment, Cannondramon then roaring in aggravation before sending his tail out, sweeping away everything- digimon and digidestined alike.
"Ow," Seth mutters. "MegaSeadramon!" His partner perks up at this and rushes towards Cannondramon, electricity blasting through his horn. He's agile for his size and avoids a lot of what Cannondramon attempts to stop him, finally landing an impressive blow- stabbing his horn straight through Cannondramon's weapons, warping them and leaving him unable to blast out his beams as easily. He roars in anger just to look up in time for Justimon's fist to appear once more, electricity once more targetting Cannondramon's vulnerable spots and succeeding this time as he roars and writhes away, trying to focus an attack- just for Duftmon to swing his sword down and cleave Cannondramon clean in two with the force of his strength.
They all watch quietly as the destructive digimon deletes in an angry sea of data before drifting away into the sky. It doesn't save the village, or bring back all the digimon he deleted, but it's at least one more bit of peace brought to the world. Mike thinks it's an ok bit of progress, even with their limited numbers. He catches Seth's eye and they nod grimly at each other, moving with Heath, TJ, and their partners to look for any possible survivors in the wreckage. It's going to be a long road, Mike thinks. And maybe we'll be lucky and Luke will decide to add more digidestined to the group... but either way, I think we're gonna be just fine.
