Elyk muscles burned from exhaustion as he evaded a swing from his Ogremon opponent. Both combatants were breathing heavily, as the Ogremon prepared to charge him. Elyk crouched underneath his opponent's attack, then launched himself upwards to deliver a powerful uppercut to the Ogremon's chin. The Ogremon's data began to fragment before it even hit the ground.
"I should get out of here before I attract any more attention," Elyk thought.
Unfortunately, at that moment a female voice shouted, "Diamond Storm!"
"Sh*t," Elyk mentally cursed as he dodged backwards to avoid the crystalline shards that struck where he was previously standing. "Why is it," Elyk pondered, "that no matter where I go, someone always seems to be trying to punch my ticket?" The mist which had obscured the surrounding environment finally began to clear allowing Elyk to see that he was facing...
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