Digimon Empire
Chapter 5
A large glowing circle with glyphs appeared on the ground surrounding Michael and Cairomon while Coronamon laughed from his flaming destruction. Cairomon ran but was knocked back by a force he couldn't see. They were trapped within the confines of the circle. FlaWizarmon stepped into sight hands glowing the same color as the glyphs beneath their feet. FlaWizarmon is a fire affinity spell caster, these pyromaniacs tend to be visible with active flames encircling them or on their clothing. They do also carry two large matchsticks instead of the wand that their pre-Digivolved form, Wizardmon, carries.
"Okay Coronamon you'll take control of this spell just like I've taught you." Coronamon walked over to FlaWizarmon and placed his left hand over FlaWizarmon's left hand and his right over his right hand. The spell shimmered for a mere moment during the transfer but neither Cairomon nor Michael could react quickly enough to take advantage of it. FlaWizarmon began casting a new spell, this one had much sharper drawn glyphs and an additional ring containing them. It took him several minutes but then it was cast and surrounded the first ring of glyphs they were trapped in. FlaWizarmon showed clear strain on his face, the spell was putting a drain on him.
He slowly started breathing and then while staying as calm as he could he began a very slow chant. As each syllable left his lips a corresponding glyph would glow brighter, starting with the outer ring and moving inwards as he finished the final glyph Michael felt a searing pain rip through him. He fell to his knees as a bright glow erupted from his chest and moved immediately outside the rings. The glowing stopped to reveal a Digivice. FlaWizarmon immediately stopped the spell he was performing and weakly picked up the Digivice.
"The MIRACLE tool." FlaWizarmon smiled as he stowed the device away. Then he slowly walked away from the clearing, very clearly drained. "Maintain the containment spell as long as you can Coronamon, and remember you've sacrificed your life for the greatest of causes. Because of your sacrifice tonight my pupil we shall win this war." With that FlaWizarmon left the clearing with the Digivice in tow.
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Michael's mind was racing, he needed to devise a plan to escape this containment circles sooner than later. He thought of Coronamon and tried remembering what he knew about their innate natures that were programmed in. They were impish, their bodies were solid but they were enveloped in a living flame instead of a skin. Even if he could strike it there was no way for him to break the containment circle. He'd have to shake him, he'd have to scare him.
"Cairomon we need to get that, I know what that tool is. It is a Digivice. It is used for a Tamer to Digivolve their Digimon at a greater capacity than that which a Digimon would normally be able to naturally achieve." Cairomon narrowed his eyes and then a soft glow was seen in his jaws. Michael felt heat as a molten fireball erupted from the dragons throat and hit the barrier. The barrier absorbed the blast but it shimmered for only a moment. Coronamon's eyes grew wider and he looked surprised but maintained the spell without causing it to lapse. Cairomon attacked again, and then again, and then again once more. Each time Coronamon looked more strained. Michael drew his sword and aimed it at Coronamon.
"Cairomon, when you attack this time the barrier will fall just long enough for me to kill him. When he's dead lets eat him slowly before we move on. With any luck I'll just injure him so we can start eating before he dies." Coronamon's eyes grew wider as Cairomon prepared another molten fireball in his jaws. Cairomon let the blast go but Michael didn't move. The barrier shimmered as it waned.
"Again Cairomon." Cairomon complied. "Again." "Again." "Again." Finally Michael walked to the very edge of the circle closest to Coronamon. He stared at the little fire beast and slowly licked his lips. "You'll taste so good. Cairomon... again." As Cairomon let the molten ball from his throat Coronamon dropped the spell and turned to run. Not fast enough though, Michael sprung forward and struck the Digimon with the pommel of his sword. Coronamon slumped to the ground in an unconscious heap.
"Leave him Cairomon, he won't wake up for hours. We need to find FlaWizarmon. Lets go!"