Here is another chapter~! :3 And I have a story cover up too~! :3 It is of Omnimon's emblem here. It is the Crest of Friendship with the points of the Crest of Courage, but this will become a golden color on his cape later on. The only thing that is not is the grey slash mark. :3
Opening Files: Omnimon's Omni Force-Data Recovery
When one loses valuable data, what do they do first? They try to recover it. That is essentially what Data Recovery, the fourth form of Omnimon's Omni Force Semblance, is, albeit with a price. While it can take a person minutes to recover lost data, because Data Recovery is essentially recovering a part of Omnimon himself, it can take much, much longer.
This form of his Semblance kicks in when the Grimm Slayer loses a limb or even part of one, often literally regenerating it. However, this comes at a price of also being the one form he uses the longest due to his Semblance's limit of being locked into the form currently in use until the circumstances behind its use are met or completed. As such, Omnimon is often at a lower level of power, because of how much of his Digi-Core's energy this form of his Semblance uses.
If one looks at Data Recovery, because Omnimon is literally regenerating, aka recovering, a lost limb, and because he is half flesh and blood as well as data, his healing rate is actually higher than someone who has a normal limb-growth Semblance. However, this doesn't mean he can regenerate a lost limb in seconds or minutes. No, it takes four months at most, depending on which limb was lost.
A normal limb regrowth Semblance can appear to do the job in minutes, but those Semblances actually can take years to take full effect. Sure, the limb itself might be regrown and usable from the outset, but there is the price of the brain having to recreate the connections of the pain receptors and nerves between the new limb and the brain. Because Omnimon is half-data, his cells have their genetic and digital information stored in his Digi-Core, which allows Data Recovery to recreate those connections that would otherwise take years to finish connecting, in just a matter of four months at most. Why? Because as the limb is regenerated, the nerve and pain receptor connections are recreated at the same time.
However, because this process takes so much energy, Omnimon's overall power is cut in half. This has forced him to learn to read the flow of battle and rely more on his fast reaction time and reflexes to get the upper hand in battle so he does not get caught off-guard.
Even with reduced power when using Data Recovery, Omnimon isn't a foe to take lightly. He is known as the Grimm Slayer for a reason.
"People often like to think that science-fiction will never become reality." TOM said as he closed the Data Recovery file. "Regrowing and regenerating limbs is one such aspect, but it is slowly becoming reality. Or is our reality just a mere figment of someone else's imagination? And what of that person's reality? Is it the same as ours, or is it different as well?" He leaned back in his chair and pressed a button on the right armrest. "If one gets too philosophical, then things are no longer science-fiction, but philosophy. And in the end, that can become science-fiction once more if one follows a philosophy that comes from the origin source in the first place. Everything comes back around to the beginning. Nothing ever truly ends, just as nothing ever truly begins. Everything comes from many, and one can emerge from many."
The forms of Omnimon and Shannon stood before the door, ready to enter and fight if the need arose. Shannon wasn't sure how she would handle being in combat, but she knew her cousin needed her.
Beside her, Omnimon had his Garuru Cannon out for use. He knew rushing in wasn't a good idea, so he had to play it safe with ranged weapons this time because of Fred's Semblance. The Royal Knight frowned to himself as many plans raced through his mind, trying to figure out which would work best. He looked around, trying to get an idea of the geography so he could best plan accordingly. Only ruins met his blue eyes, but those ruins were buildings that were large enough for him and Shannon to hide in, and some had windows as well as doors so he could fire his cannon and avoid getting hit if the need arose.
However, as this was an area of historical value as well, that limited his options for attack, so he had to choose between close range or the preferred long range. 'Hmm...It appears Fred chose this area as his hideout well.' Omnimon thought to himself as he looked around again. 'I can't use my Garuru Cannon for fear of damaging a place of historical value, but that also leaves me with only my Grey Sword for attacking. While I could use the Garuru Cannon, it would damage the area, and since his Semblance could possibly break my sword, I can't attack either way.'
Looking down at the desert below, an idea came to his mind with a thoughtful hum. Perhaps there was a way to defeat the bull Faunus...
He glanced back at Shannon. "Shannon, can I ask you to do something for me?" Omnimon asked as Shannon blinked in confusion.
"Um...Sure...I guess." She said, uncertain at best, wary at worst.
Omnimon smiled at her. "Relax. I just need you to provide me with something that can be of use. I have an idea..."
Shannon looked uncertain, but nodded in agreement. "If it can help free my cousin."
"Oh, it will do that and more..." Omnimon assured her.
Fred was about to bring the club down on Daphne's head, only for something to hit him on the back of the head. He looked back, lowering his club, only to see Shannon standing there, her left hand held out to show she was the one who had thrown the rock. She had a glare on her face that then turned into a smirk. "Hey, why don't you come after me?" She taunted as she stood up, her hands on her hips now. "Or is the big, bad bull Faunus afraid of a measly, unarmed human?"
The bull Faunus felt rage cross his face as he stalked out of the building he had taken to making his headquarters. "You will pay for that, human!" He snarled as he approached Shannon. The young woman turned and ran, running down the old streets and pathways to take to hiding. Shannon rounded a corner, just as Fred ran after her. But when he reached the location Shannon had run down, he saw no sign of her, just a form wearing a white cape looking out at the darkened sky above. The form looked back, only to reveal the same being that the bull Faunus had fought earlier. Two blue eyes met blue as Fred snorted with glee. "Well, we meet again, human."
The cape-wearing figure gave a grunt of acknowledgement, but no response. Fred frowned at the lack of a retort. "What, too scared to face a Faunus?"
"Who said I was scared?" The being replied in a voice that was either a low tenure or alto in tone. "And for the record, I am not a human."
Fred just laughed. "Not a human? Please! You're not a Faunus, even if you claim to not be human. And there is no way you are anything else but human!"
The cape-wearing warrior grunted again. "You claim to be better than humans, and yet you take a hostage to keep others away." The figure sounded almost disappointed in his actions, which baffled the bull Faunus. "I was under the impression you were once a great person, but here you are, associating with those who are nothing but cowards and radicals, relying on plebeian notions of violence to get their way and acting out like little human children who are having temper tantrums when they don't get their way."
Looking at his opponent, Fred was confused at the way he was being addressed. It was like this guy was scolding him instead of being afraid of him! Fred felt anger rise in his chest as he realized this guy had no fear of him! He was a part of Satyra for crying out loud! People feared him! There was no reason to scold him like a little child! "Says the one who acts like a barbarian!" The bull Faunus spat, but something about that sounded distressed instead of angry.
"Oh? I think your group is the barbaric one, relying on mere barbaric acts of violence and terror instead of talking with the humans like the civilized beings you claim to be." The white...knight-like figure countered. "So how is it that humans are the barbarians when it is you Faunus who are acting like the uncivilized beings?"
"You don't know what we Faunus have suffered!" Fred screamed as he waved his club around in the air.
"And you are just proving my point." The knightly figure replied calmly. "The way you are waving that club of yours around is just like a toddler human who is having a temper tantrum. You're upset I don't fear you."
Fred ran at the figure, but the white warrior just jumped off the edge, landing on the ground with a roll before standing up. "Face me then." The figure called up to Fred, who glared at the form with a snarl on his face. "Prove to me why I should fear you!"
"I will!" Fred shouted as he grabbed the rope Shannon, Daphne, and Omnimon had used to get up to the village. He rappelled down the side of the mountain-like vista the village was located on and reached the floor of the desert. Now that the bull Faunus was in the open, it was both his advantage as well as his disadvantage.
Shannon looked back, only to see Rik and Fred were on the desert floor below. The plan was working so far. She followed the slash marks he had made with his sword, leading back to where Daphne was being held. It was all on Rik now...
Omnimon stared down Fred, who was shaking with seething fury at his previous comments. Safe to say, it was what he had expected. The bull Faunus just wanted some respect and to be seen as an equal to a human, but the way he was going about it was all wrong. But he was also worried he might get through to the young man, to snap him out of this idea that fear was the way to go about getting that respect.
There was a tense silence before Fred made the first move. He flared his Aura, which was now dark blue, Omnimon noted with interest. Remaining calm as he could, the Royal Knight flared his own Aura, its white coloring coming into being, the yellow and blue accents also visible. "Let's see you stand up to my Bull Rush again!" Fred shouted as his Aura turned orange before he rushed forwards with that same speed and power Omnimon had witnessed once before. Omnimon growled to himself, the sound coming out as a low, raspy hum as he lowered his head slightly, eyes never straying from the oncoming Faunus.
His blue eyes took in the way the bull Faunus was moving with a calculating look before the Digimon made his move. He knew his own Semblance was not able to be used somehow, so he had to instead rely on another way of getting around that Semblance's power. "That was so fast! It was like you weren't even there!" Abigail's words came back to him at that moment, which confused him before he realized exactly why he was remembering those words. 'Of course!' He thought to himself as his head raised back up in realization. 'I can't just rely on Ability Breaker to win every fight! If my Semblance gets locked into one form at a time, then I am at a disadvantage if that happens. I need to rely on more than just my Semblance alone to win.'
Standing up straight, Omnimon watched as Fred got closer and closer. But before contact could be made, Omnimon dodged to the left before landing on his feet and skidding to a stop. Fred just kept going straight before he began to make a slow loop around. Omnimon took this in with the eye of a veteran warrior, nodding to himself in approval of his own action. 'Okay... It seems his Semblance allows him to move in a mostly straight fashion, with slow, large loops around to the target if they manage to avoid the initial rush.' Omnimon thought to himself. 'I'm willing to bet he relies on surprise to catch his enemies off-guard, so that is how he can win most of his battles.'
He aimed his Garuru Cannon at the still rushing bull Faunus, keeping an eye on the target. Omnimon waited for a slight second before he fired just ahead of the bull Faunus, the explosion of the impact with the ground throwing up dust so Fred could not see where he was going. Sure enough, the Faunus came to a stop, his Semblance cutting out as he coughed and tried to find his way out of the dust cloud. He emerged, wiping away the dust that had gotten in his eyes with a free hand while the other still held that club of his.
Looking back once the dust was out of his eyes, Fred glared hard at the Digimon. "One shot of your weapon won't do much to me!" He bellowed out in rage. "Your Dust magazine is probably out by now, considering you never had to reload!"
Omnimon blinked as he cocked his head to the side in confusion, a child-like innocence in his blue eyes. "Dust?" He asked, making Fred almost yell out in rage at the way his opponent was acting.
"GRRRAAAAHHHH!" Fred shouted as he threw his club forwards and launched the spikes out, the cables attached to them providing a means of keeping the target from escaping.
His Digimon instincts screaming, Omnimon snapped out of his child-like mindset, cursing himself for falling prey to that at the worst time possible, which was in the middle of a battle. Jumping back into the air, he called out his Grey Sword, swinging the blade around and hitting what spikes he could. However, a few still found their target and pulled him to the ground. Omnimon grunted as he landed on his side, his Garuru Cannon arm pinned to his side partially while his right leg had a spike and wire wrapped around it. Fred sneered as he began to withdraw the spikes, pulling the downed Digimon closer to him slowly but surely.
Omnimon knew he could try and struggle to get away, but that was not going to help him since it would only entangle him further in the wires if he did such a thing. So, he decided to bide his time, wait until the bull Faunus had him in range to hit him with the club. He made sure his left arm, his Grey Sword, was out of sight, supposedly pinned behind his back. Fred soon loomed over Omnimon's form and a laugh escaped him. "So much for being better than me!" He crowed as he held up his club above Omnimon's head. "Now, feel the fear that all humans should have when confronted with a Faunus!"
Instead though, as the club came down, Omnimon brought out his Grey Sword from behind his back and blocked the blow. Fred blinked in surprise as his eyes widened at the sight of the large blade, which was now against his club, keeping it from hitting the Royal Knight on the head. "You feel that humans should fear Faunus, but did you stop to consider the consequences your actions have for other Faunus?" Omnimon grunted out.
"Those Faunus will come to respect Satyra's actions soon enough." Fred countered as he swung the club down again, but the large blade blocked it yet again.
"A likely story." Omnimon huffed. He swung his left leg in a sweeping low kick, knocking the bull Faunus's legs out from under him. Fred fell to the ground with a sudden yelp, allowing the Digimon enough time to get to his feet. Omnimon swing down his Grey Sword and cut the wires that were still around him, freeing his Garuru Cannon arm and his right leg.
Fred got to his feet as he glared down the Digimon. "This will be your end!" He snarled as he raced towards Omnimon again, but the Royal Knight just ducked to the left, avoiding getting hit in the gut by the charge. The bull Faunus kept charging straight before he began to loop around, his Semblance flaring to life again. Watching carefully, Omnimon knew what was coming next by now. He aimed his Garuru Cannon again as he moved to the right, keeping and eye on Fred's movements. The bull Faunus was making a slow turn in his direction, just as he did before. The Royal Knight fired his Cannon again, the energy shot hitting the ground in front of Fred once more. Again, he had to come to a stop with his Semblance, which gave Omnimon time to rush in, Grey Sword out.
The Digimon rushes into the dust cloud, relying on his enhanced hearing to get an idea of where the bull Faunus was. The coughing was coming from his left, so that meant... Omnimon swung his sword, a scream of pain at impact telling him he was right in where the Faunus was. The dust cleared, revealing Fred with a nasty bruise to his left shoulder.
Looking up, the bull Faunus gave a glare to the Digimon. "How did you find me in all that dust?!" He demanded, but there was no answer.
Instead, the Royal Knight just sighed. "You just do not get what I am trying to say to you, do you?" His words made Fred angry again, but the Digimon didn't let the glare the Faunus sent his way brother him.
"So?!" Fred demanded. "What else is there to say?! We Faunus are better than mere humans!"
"But is violence the answer?" Omnimon asked as he glared back at the bull Faunus. "You are doing nothing but inciting fear into the humans and making them think all Faunus are nothing but savages." His blue eyes were hard as he stared the bull Faunus down. "Is that what you want?"
"If it shows the humans we are their superiors, then yes, it is!" Fred declared with a sneer.
"Wrong answer." Omnimon said in an emotionless voice as he lunged forwards, his Grey Sword out for attack again.
The bull Faunus moved to the right in a ducking roll, but his shoulder ached with the motion and he hissed in pain. His Aura had prevented a nasty gash, but the pain was still felt from that blade's impact.
He swung his club, the cut wires now retracted but missing the spikes, thus revealing the inner workings of his weapon. Omnimon saw this and ducked before he put his Garuru Cannon to the ground and kicked the Faunus under the jaw with his right foot. The fact his cannon's barrel was on the ground gave him some leverage to also flip into the air with the motion of his kick. Once airborne, Omnimon aimed his Cannon and fired it twice.
Fred recovered from the kick, only to see the energy blasts coming at him from above his head. He flared his Aura, which took the brunt of the blasts, but the force of each energy attack pushed him back a few steps. That was what Omnimon has been aiming for. As he landed, the Digimon ran forwards, swinging down his Grey Sword again, intent on stopping the bull Faunus. Fred saw this and brought up his club, parrying the blow. Moving his sword downwards, Omnimon was able to move the club away and, retracting his Garuru Cannon, reconfigured the weapons data mass into his replica hand, revealing it and punching Fred in the chest. Of course, his Aura deflected the actual damage, but the Faunus still felt the pain regardless. Fred looked up with a glare and made to kick the Digimon in the gut, but his reflexes prevented that as Omnimon was able to move backwards to the left, pushing away from the Faunus.
With a cry of rage, the bull Faunus launched his club's spikes at the Digimon again, but Omnimon flared his own Aura, which prevented the wires from wrapping around him completely. The spikes and wire fell to the ground harmlessly, which gave the Royal Knight enough time to rush towards Fred again. The Faunus tried to recall his spikes towards his club in time, but was unable to as the Digimon was much faster in reaction time compared to a Faunus. Omnimon, using his replica hand from his MetalGarurumon head-hand, punched the bull Faunus once more, but as before, the Aura of the Faunus kicked in. Still, Omnimon didn't let that faze him as he then kicked the Faunus in the side.
Backing up with a stagger, Fred was now getting enraged again. His Aura flickered before it turned orange, signaling his use of his Semblance once more. Omnimon narrowed his blue eyes at this and watched to see what the Faunus was going to do next. 'It seems he is trying to overpower me through sheer speed and force.' He noted. 'Most likely he relies on his club's spikes and wire trick to catch the opponent off-guard by tying them up and then goes for the charge.' With this new information, based on what he had been seeing, the Royal Knight knew how to react now. As Fred charged at him again, the Digimon moved to the right this time with a duck-and-roll move, coming into a kneeling position on one knee and calling out his Garuru Cannon once more. He aimed it at the charging Faunus and fired a shot that was aimed directly at the center of the blazing orange Aura around the charging Faunus.
Much to his, and Fred's, surprise, the shot impacted with a good amount of force and brought the charge to a halt, but only for a short time. However, Omnimon was quick to note the orange energy around the charging bull Faunus was not as strong now, but it was regaining its former strength. 'Energy blasts seem to slow down his charge, or rather, any kind of shot can if powerful enough.' Omnimon mused before he fired again. Just as before, the same thing happened, but this time Omnimon fired a few more shots in the same direction. The aura from Bull Rush became diminished with each shot, slowing Fred down enough for Omnimon to react accordingly with his Grey Sword. He ran forwards, sword drawn back as Fred increased his running speed, hoping to get back some of the charging energy he had lost with those shots. However, it was Omnimon who got the first blow, his Grey Sword impacting Fred's Bull Rush aura.
But to his shock, the blade didn't penetrate the orange aura like he had hoped. Fred sneered as he continued to run, impacting Omnimon in the gut again, but the Royal Knight was flung off and landed on the ground with a grunt as he flipped once before landing on his stomach. Thankfully he hadn't landed in the direct path of the bull Faunus, so he wasn't hit by Bull Rush again. Staggering to his feet, Omnimon glared as Fred came to a halt and began to heft his club once more. It was over his left shoulder, but the Faunus didn't seem bothered by the fact he had a weapon with spikes on his injured shoulder.
"So, I see you still stand." He mocked as Omnimon glared him down still. "You are quite persistent, aren't you?"
"I follow the Code of the Knights, so I kind of have to be persistent." Omnimon countered with a growl.
Fred just laughed. "Your little code can't protect you from my power, nor can it help you win." He sneered. "I bet you haven't even unlocked your Semblance yet."
That made Omnimon twitch. In a way, Fred was right, as he couldn't use his Semblance, but the Digimon knew he had unlocked it. But if that was the case, then why couldn't he use it?! 'C'mon, Omnimon...think! Why can't you use your Semblance?' He thought to himself as he looked down at the ground. It wasn't until he had gotten hurt that he had been able to use his Semblance. In fact, it had been after he had lost a toe and part of his WarGreymon head-hand that he had been unable to use his Semblance. Then, he perked up. His Semblance had three known forms to him...but what if... 'There's a fourth form...' He thought to himself before looking at his WarGreymon head-hand. Sure enough, while he had lost part of the left horn on it, he could see it was glowing slightly, which surprised him. He hadn't even noticed that before. However, that wasn't all. It seemed to be regenerating as well!
'A recovery form? Of course!' Omnimon realized at that point. 'That would explain everything, including why I can't use my Semblance. It's already in use! And because it gets locked into one form at a time, I can't access the other forms of it!'
He then looked back at Fred, who was still sneering at him. "I actually do have a Semblance, but it's currently in use in another form instead of one I could have used earlier." Omnimon said as he faced the Faunus directly. "I know that I can win however." He continued. "I just have to adapt to using more...rudimentary methods to win."
Fred laughed again. "How can a Semblance have more than one form? Every Semblance has one form." He said as soon as he recovered from his laughing fit. "If you have a Semblance that has more than one form, you aren't normal."
"Indeed." Omnimon rumbled thoughtfully. "Then again, I didn't come here through normal means, and my 'birth' wasn't normal for my kind either. So when have I ever been normal?"
Fred looked confused before he brushed it aside. "Whatever. You will see how feared I am soon enough."
Here, Omnimon snorted. "Please. I am far from afraid of you." He said as Fred felt his left eye twitch at the comment. "In fact, your fighting style is quite predictable when one gets past the first charge."
"No it isn't!" Fred countered, but he knew, deep down inside, that this stranger was in fact right. His fighting style was predictable, which was why he won by the element of surprise. "You can't predict everything about it!"
Omnimon instead watched carefully, but the bull Faunus didn't make an attempt to charge at him again. Instead, he remained standing, feeling strange inside. He hated these feelings, as they were unusual. He knew as a Faunus, he had to get his right recognized, but the feelings he was getting on that were mixed. On one hand, he was glad there was a group willing to do whatever it took to get their rights, but on the other hand, he wasn't being shown the respect or fear he felt he deserved. Instead, he was being scolded on his choice to join Satyra, whom he was being told were terrorists, and that they didn't act civilly like the other, weaker Faunus rights groups. He felt torn, but at the same time, he wanted to prove he was a superior being to a human, because after all, weren't the humans afraid of the Faunus?
Fred clenched his fists as he lowered his head, tears running down his cheeks from his now hidden eyes, which were covered by his blonde hair. He hated these feelings! He was a fricking Faunus! Not some weak human! So why was he feeling so torn up?! Why was he crying?! He deserved to be treated better than a human! He wasn't second-class as a citizen! Nor was he a slave or even a delicacy! He was a living being, damn it! He looked up at the Royal Knight, his blue eyes hard as tears still ran down his cheeks. "Like you know anything about his we Faunus are treated! We deserve to have the same rights as humans! We are their equals; no, we are their superior cousins! They have to respect us as such!"
Omnimon frowned to himself mentally as he watched this before he sighed and closed his blue eyes. "So, you truly believe that?"
"Yes!" Fred screamed. "I do! I do believe it!"
But instead of attacking, Omnimon just turned away. "Fighting you more would be pointless then." He said sadly. "If you truly feel that Faunus are better than humans, then you are beyond help."
Fred charged forwards, his club held high above his head, a loud cry escaping his throat as he intended to club Omnimon into submission, perhaps even death. Omnimon turned at the shout, only to see the club swinging down right towards his forehead. Despite his quick reaction time and reflexes, he became aware there was no way he could possibly dodge or even put up his Aura in time to deflect the worst of it. Fred was sure he would win now, but a new opponent made herself known at that point, a claymore cutting in front and blocking the club from its target.
Fred glared at the one who blocked, only to have his blue eyes widen in shock. For the one who had saved his opponent was none other than Daphne herself. And she looked pissed.
Daphne had been certain Fred would end her life as she saw the club coming down on her head, only for him to stop as a rock hit the back of his head. He looked back, only for him and her to see Shannon standing there, a glare on her face before it became a smirk. "Hey, why don't you come after me?" She taunted as she stood up, her hands on her hips now. "Or is the big, bad bull Faunus afraid of a measly, unarmed human?"
The bull Faunus felt rage cross his face as he stalked out of the building he had taken to making his headquarters. "You will pay for that, human!" He snarled as he approached Shannon. The young woman turned and ran, running down the old streets and pathways to take to hiding. Daphne became scared for her cousin, but there was no way she could get free of the ropes holding her to the pole. She was certain he would kill Shannon, but much to her surprise and relief, Shannon came back a few minutes later. She didn't even have a wound on her. Her cousin removed the gag around her mouth, giving Daphne a much needed reprieve from that.
"Shannon...how did you avoid Fred like that?" She asked as Shannon began to untie her.
"I had some help." Shannon replied as Daphne looked at her.
"What do you mean?" Daphne asked as her cousin gained a smirk.
Looking back out the door, she spoke. "It was Rik. He's taking on Fred."
Daphne became concerned for the white warrior. "And you let him?!" She exclaimed in shock. "Fred's a bull Faunus! And his Bull Rush is nothing to ignore either!"
Shannon looked back at her cousin. "Relax, cousin. He assured me he can handle Fred no problem."
But Daphne wasn't so sure. "Well, we should still go help him." She said as she felt the ropes around her falling away. Rubbing her sore wrists, Daphne grabbed her claymore and hefted it into her hands. "Besides, Fred owes us an explanation."
The two women went down to where they had come up to the ruins, only to see the white warrior walking away from Fred, who looked enraged for some reason. Daphne climbed down as quickly as she could before breaking into a run and, reaching where Fred was about to club Rik into submission, thrust her claymore into view, blocking said club. Shannon had made her way down at a slower pace, but she also made her way over, albeit keeping a distance since she herself hadn't unlocked her Aura yet.
To say Daphne was pissed was an understatement. 'Hell no hath like the fury of a woman scorned...' Shannon thought to herself as she took note of the look in Daphne's eyes. Yep...she was far from merely pissed off...
Name: Fred Jones
Aura: Dark blue
Semblance: Bull Rush
Description: Aura turns orange before use. Fred's strength and speed are enhanced as he rushes forwards in a linear manner. The sheer speed of his charge, combined with the power of his Aura as well as his strength, allows him to deliver powerful blows that can injure most foes if they don't get out of the way in time. Safe to say, only those with speed-based Semblances can avoid the charge in time to escape any real serious injury. However, in the case of the Grimm Slayer, his reflexes and reaction time, being the highest ever noted, are sufficient enough to avoid the charge. Can make turns, but said turns are wide and slow, making dodging much easier.
Weapon: Club with roped spikes that can be launched from their holes and then retracted to said holes.