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Theos yelped as he felt talons rip into his flesh. The bird having rolled back to force him to land on his sharp talons. He fell back with a slight twist to try and catch himself. He landed on his side with a hefty thump.

"You'll find I'm well versed in the art of combat, curse the goddess that I decided to do battle today." Theos got up slowly. He started walking towards Gen. He would never curse the goddess however he did curse his luck. There was no way he was making it past him. His chest hurt from the gashes. His movements were limited. His back, and rear leg hurt, heck his whole body did at this rate. It was beast to know his limits. One more try to knock him down and if not he'd give.

Theos circled him slightly then bit at one of his wings. If he missed he press for a bite to his chest or even his other wing. However if he tried to clash him he'd pull back retreating out of range of those claws.

Gen watched Theos again try to attack him with his mighty jaws, and just as he went to bite at his wing, Gen pulled his wing back. Before Theos could bite Gen's chest as a follow up attack, Gen intercepted bringing his knee to the bottom of Theo's bottom jaw with force. If he succeeded in colliding his knee with Theos bottom jaw, he'd attempt to sandwich Theo's head by bringing his elbow of the wing he pulled back previously into Theo's head in an attempt to violently vice Theos head between his elevated knee and elbow. If Gen succeeded in this strike, he'd release Theos's head after a moment and take a step back. "You've reached your limit, if you insist on pursuing this anymore my next strike will be aimed to break your remaining legs." He would say with a smile. Should Gen miss in his strike, he'd glare and jump away providing some distance between them, he'd relax and just wait for Theos to try attacking him again in his previous stance. "You have good instincts pup." He would say.

Theos felt the sharpness of his knee. He pulled back quickly waiting to feel the raking of claws. Instead his wing swiped past. "You've reached your limit, if you insist on pursuing this anymore my next strike will be aimed to break your remaining legs." Theos moved his jaw around making sure his teeth weren't missing. "You have good instincts pup."

He was right he couldn't keep up his pace. Theos sighed. Then stood up straight and looked to the announcer nodded. "I will back off." Theos said. He was disappointed to say the least but he knew he couldn't take anymore without serious damage. He was not going to push himself like Kemba. He'll train himself to get to ten. However he couldn't do that if he was dead.

Theos headed out of the arena. Taking to a corner to lick his wounds and think. How long would it take for him to train to a point of actually beating the junior league he wondered. 

The crowd couldn't believed he had given up so easily, they began to boo and hiss but Blake did not and jumped up into the arena to calm down the crowd. "The Kid has decided to give up to fight another day! His honor knows no bounds! It takes real courage to walk away from a challenge. Yes, my champion was not up to the task tonight, but mark my words he will return and dominate this ring!" Blake said dropping the mic and jumping down from the arena to follow where Theos had wandered to. Gen was taking in the crowds cheers and then prepared for his next match. Blake caught up with Theos, "You look in pretty bad shape. You and Sugar Boy sure love taking a beating, only it seems you have the brains to back off." Blake laughed, "Hey...so...about Lord Kilgath. I convinced him to see you, he is interested in the fighter I claim to be my champion. Sure you only won twice but the heart and skill you put into those fights, taking on the very best of the junior leagues was admirable and difficult. I'm sure he is impressed!" Blake felt a vibrating in his pocket and removed a phone. "Hello? Oh! Father! Yes.....yes he is going to need treatment but he'd like to see you. Sure...Of course." Blake hung up the phone and put it away and smiled at Theos. "My dad will meet with you as I said, he has invited you to our home and has our personal medics on stand-by. You're gonna be fine. We can go whenever you're ready to the Noble's Residential District." He said. "I'll show you the way."

The crowds glares did nothing for Theos. He cared little of what they thought. Only what Lord Kilgath thought. "The Kid has decided to give up to fight another day! His honor knows no bounds! It takes real courage to walk away from a challenge. Yes, my champion was not up to the task tonight, but mark my words he will return and dominate this ring!" Theos stopped licking himself s Blake approached. He momentarily forgot to put his tongue away. He licked his lip and returned it to his mouth, "You look in pretty bad shape. You and Sugar Boy sure love taking a beating, only it seems you have the brains to back off." Not always but he did agree. Unless it was life or death he felt no need to push himself to the brink, "Hey...so...about Lord Kilgath. I convinced him to see you, he is interested in the fighter I claim to be my champion. Sure you only won twice but the heart and skill you put into those fights, taking on the very best of the junior leagues was admirable and difficult. I'm sure he is impressed!" The very best? No wonder he only made it three rounds if they were the best. "Hello? Oh! Father! Yes.....yes he is going to need treatment but he'd like to see you. Sure...Of course." He truely was meeting with him?! Theos tail wagged. "My dad will meet with you as I said, he has invited you to our home and has our personal medics on stand-by. You're gonna be fine. We can go whenever you're ready to the Noble's Residential District." He said. "I'll show you the way."


"I'm ready now," Theos said happily. He would have to make it up to Kemba later. He knows he's been away all day. "Thank you Blake." Theos would say as he followed him. "You are a good digimon."