It was the last round, and Jean Grey was yet to send a tamed beast out. The referee eagerly waited as he tried to guess what kind of tamed beast Jean Grey would summon.
"Let's go Orbroznar," Jean Grey said, summoning another legendary beast in his possession. Orbroznar is a steel and flying type (much like a certain beast that goes by the name Skarmory) "Don't let me down all right?"
Orbroznar looked more like a griffin than a bird, but its scales were made of pure metal and is almost impregnable. If the Death Metronome was a fire type, then it would have held a type disadvantage to the Orbroznar. Jean Grey still had no idea what Death Metronome's typing was, but he was sure that Obroznar would be able to win— not because of his tamed beast strength, but by the experience that both Jean Grey and Orbroznar have when it comes to beast battles.
"The third round of this epic showdown is finally here. The challenger has chosen a flying and metal-type tamed beast he called Orbroznar. As for the defending champion White Mist, he took out Death Metronome. Who will win this spicy battle?!"
"BATTLE START!"
Death Metronome didn't waste any time producing a sound that is akin to a thousand bell ringing. A thousand bells were so loud that the spectators helplessly covered their ears in frustration. In the midst of that sound, the beautiful rhythmic sound of a gong reverberated, followed by a deep growling sound that seemed to seep into everyone's skin.
"Heh, I know what that is. That's the Bell Curse, right?" Jean Grey smiled to himself. "Bell curse cuts the hp of a tamed beast to one, but in return, they put a curse on their opponent which would disable them from attacking your Death Metronome, am I correct?" Jean Grey asked.
"That's right. If your tamed beast attacks my Death Metronome, it will faint in an instant. And if you don't attack my Death Metronome you'll lose after a specified time. This is going to be a quick fight." White Mist said as a grin planted on his face. The tamed beast in his possession was none other than a Representative. And based on the rankings of tamed beasts, there was no way a legendary tamed beast could win against a Representative. Just like how a normal tamed beast wouldn't be able to defeat a legendary tamed beast easily, it is near impossible for a legendary tamed beast to defeat a Representative, much less put up a fight against it. That's why White Mist was more than confident that he would be able to win.
Then again... Jean Grey is a beast master as well. There was no way he'd choose someone like Orbroznar if he knew that it won't stand a chance against the tamed beast of the opponent.
"Can you enlighten me again White Mist as to what's the time limit of the curse? When will my um... when will my Orbroznar faint?"
"Three minutes. If you can't defeat my Death Metronome in three minutes, then your tamed beast would faint. This would be an easy win." White Mist continued.
Everyone who was watching gasped in surprise as they realized just how powerful the Death Metronome was. It wasn't mentioned before but the Death Metronome has three typings. It has metal, psychic, and fairy typings. The move Bell Curse, in particular, is a fairy-type move, but it could be easily countered if one had a focus band or something to that effect (if you don't know what a focus band is, it is basically a held item or a tamed beast which negates fainting by leaving one hp to the tamed beast. This is a reference to pokemon for crying out loud)
That's why, usually, when it comes to fighting fairy types, a challenger is allowed to give his or her tamed beast a held item so they could counter a possible bell curse from the opponent. BUT! It's not like all fairy-types could learn the move Bell Curse. The only ones who could use such a move are tamed beasts who are legendary and they should have the fairy typing in order to use it.
"I think... you missed a section on the conditions of that move. From what I can recall, you only called out half of the effects of the Bell Curse." Jean Grey continued.
"What are you talking about?" White Mist said, faking a smile on his face as he shrug off Jean Grey's statement.
"Let me spell it out for you." Jean Grey cleared his throat. "Just like you said, the Bell Curse is a fairy-type move that reduces the user's health point to one. But in return, the Bell Curse would inflict a curse on the opponent's tamed beast. The curse's effect is that the opponent wouldn't be able to attack the user of the Bell Curse since they would faint in an instant... BUT! The user of the Bell Curse couldn't attack the opponent as well because that would most certainly make it faint."
"It's a two-way curse, and your tamed beast is bound to faint as well. If I may say, this is an easy win for me." Jean Grey continued. "The time constraint as well as the curse wouldn't affect my tamed beast. Even though it doesn't have any held item that would make it so that it won't faint... I know I can still win."
"What are you talking about? You're just bluffing, aren't you? I can see a man's bluff from a distance away. Don't make me laugh." White Mist called out back to Jean Grey as he let out a chuckle from his mouth. He was this close to winning, all he needed to do was wait.
"No, I'm not... you see, Orbroznar is one of the most powerful legendaries out there." Jean Grey continued. "From the looks of it, it may look weak, but what you don't know is that..."
"Is that what?" White Mist asked as he awaited Jean Grey's reply. He could tell that Jean Grey wasn't lying but he still wanted to believe that he was, in fact, bluffing. There was no way that the Death Metronome would lose to a griffin-looking legendary. It was a ridiculous thought.
"Well, Orbroznar actually has a second form. So... once its hp reaches zero, it becomes twice as powerful and its hp would then get filled up once again. So technically, your Bell Curse skill would just work on half of Orbroznar's hp. Whether you like it or not, the outcome would be the same. There's nothing you can do about it. You've already lost this match."
"And there's a sudden turn of events! Although the two beast tamers are just talking to each other, the intensity is still there. Is this what a high-leveled beast battle looks like? My eyes are opened!" The commentator called out (actually, the commentator is also the referee).
No way. No way.
'NO WAY!' White Mist said to himself as he looked at Jean Grey's confident face. "There's no way I'm losing right now! There's no way."
Now that he thought about it, he actually brought it upon himself. Had he relied on the skills of the Representative alone, they'd have had a better chance at winning. But no, he just had to take the easy way out by using the Bell Curse and playing the waiting game. Now it backfired on him and his inevitable loss is just around the corner.
"Death Metronome, you didn't know anything about this?" White Mist asked as the Death Metronome spoke in his mind. It was surprised as well, to say the least, and it had also accepted its loss before anything else happened.
Once the three minutes were over, the Death Metronome was still standing since it still had its one health point with it. As for the Orbroznar, it started glowing a nice shade of red and blinding white as it shifted to its second form. "See? I told you." Jean Grey said.
Orbroznar let out a roar as pure energy emanated from him. The Orbroznar that they saw a couple of moments ago had changed. Now, it looked like a griffin with double armor and diamond-colored skin. Compared to how it looked before, it was definitely a lot cooler now.
The Death Metronome only had one hp at that moment, and the Orbroznar who was supposed to be unconscious by now had gotten twice as strong. One hit from the Orbroznar and the Death Metronome would faint in an instant.
White Mist thought that he'd be winning the match, but what he did was put himself at a tight disadvantage. It was a slip-up that should never have happened... and in an official match, no less!
"So, are we going to fight? Or are you going to... you know... surrender." Jean Grey taunted White Mist as he petted his Orbroznar. "I mean, it's not too late to forfeit the match."
"Forfeit? Never." White Mist smirked, putting up a false bravado despite his nervousness kicking in.
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