[Coolshaymin]

A blonde haired girl in a school outfit was sitting down in the center of the Stadium. It was unmistakably Amithree... or Prime Amitie in a different outfit. Either way she seemed rather out of it. Her sitting position was on all fours and her head was down, her stare blank as she gazed at the arena floor... Questionable if she was even conscious right now. A little bit early she stumbled into the Stadium before falling to her knees.

If one were to get close enough they may notice small specs of green energy floating off of her... Oddly visual even to the less magically attuned. Her eyes directed at the ground were a bright blue much more like Lidelle's than her normal eye color. There was a faint growl and involuntary shudder every now and then. The girl just remained still despite that though, unmoving outside of the occasional adjustment Her breathing was deep as well. Should she even be sitting in the stadium in her apparent condition? She seemed unwell on the surface... but there was much more to both her being here and her position than meets the eye. She was radiating a strong energy, especially to those sensitive to emotions, as she was constantly letting out several insanely strong primal emotions. Chances are confronting her may provoke her into lashing out. Still the girl remained lying in wait for one reason or another.

Dragon Knight Amithree

HP: 180

Shield HP: 65

Status: Struggling

[Unova Champion Iris]

Stepping out onto the arena floor, a dark-skinned girl in a pretty princess dress stopped at the sight of Amithree, pausing for a moment as a phantom sensation of rage and familiar dragon emotions rushed through her heart. Her eyes hyper focused in on Amithree. She could tell she was a dragon just by looking at her. She jogged over to Amithree and bent over, lightly caressing her back in a very touchy manner, trying to get her attention with a little back rub. “--Hey! Princess, are you alright? You don't feel alright...” Iris awkwardly asked. “Yyyeah. You feelin' alright, buddy? Wanna tag out and take a break down by the beach for a while?” another voice asked. This time, a young boy's. (...Anyone else got a bad feeling about this? No? Just me? Right...) Sparx remarked in dragonfly speak, a series of buzzes and humming noises.

Iris and Spyro are here to play Hero!

Iris 150/150 HP 45/45 Shield	Spyro 120/120 HP 30/30 Shield

[Coolshaymin]

"... Princess...?" the girl replied rather... strainingly as she looked up between the girl that rubbed her back... That girl looked like she was a princess alright... and she was with another dragon. That dragon thought he could hoard all the cute girls to himself?! Suddenly her emotions spiked even more severely as the green energy swirled around her and hardened into crystal like armor, being see through and resembling a dragon in it's appearance. To complete the look green wings of concentrated magic in the shape of dragon wings burst from her back as she gave a cold blue glare at Spyro and leaping into the air. "GAOOOOOOOO!" she cried as green sparks forged a magic spear with a lightning point before she would attempt to land her spear on the dragon's back to damage him severely. She would then end this with a kick to attempt to send him flying away.

suufKc0Ap_1d20+3(Thunder Drop attempt on Spyro, deals 30% damage with a 50% chance to Paralyze if it hits. Can't be shielded. Amithree takes 6% recoil.)

p_1d20+3(Followup Storm Spear Kick, deals 18% damage)

"Treasure mine..." she challenged with a growl, pointing the storm spear at the other dragon. Her back was turned to Iris for the time being as her focus seemed entirely trained on Spyro. Although she was in fact listening in case the girl moved, like to flee. Her mind seemed controlled by her desires for the moment, and right now her desire was stealing a princess from another dragon.

Dragon Knight Amithree

HP: 174

Shield HP: 65

Status: Normal

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[Unova Champion Iris]

“--AAAA?!”

Suddenly, Spyro was under attack by a strange ... almost a dragon?! He wasn't entirely sure what he was seeing, honestly.

Ggb_fG3lp_1d20+4 (Thunder Drop Dodge; Failure)

Crack!! Spyro was zapped by the thunder, scrambling back to a standing position. His limber muscles, however, refused to succumb to paralysis. Instead, he activates his wing shield! summons a purple bubbleshield to protect himself from Amithree's attack.

((Bubbleshielding the kick!))

“Hey 'Lady', I collected these gems fair and square!”

...Not seeming to recognize that the treasure in question was girls, the other white meat type of beautiful thing dragons tended to like collecting, Spyro jumped to the defense of his gems! his body then began to glow with a yellow energy, scales lighting up in a particular pattern. A moment later he breathed several bolts of lightning at Amithree in retaliation, attempting to zippety zap her!

(Spyro's Super Breath! Powers up his breaths)

p_1d20+4 (Spyro's Lightning Breath; Does 18% damage and has a 65% chance of afflicting paralysis)

p_1d20+4 (Spyro's Lightning Breath; Does 18% Damage and has a 65% chance of afflicting paralysis)

“...Cool.” Iris murmured loudly enough to be heard, just kinda staring at Amithree for now. Intimidation failure.

Iris 150/150 HP 45/45 Shield	Spyro 90/120 HP 2/30 Shield Super Breath (2 Turns)

1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20+4

[Amithree]

"... Gems...?" she looked down at Spyro's implication... Part of her had to admit that gems also sounded really nice. Wasn't even considering that because she had different priorities. Just then she got zapped a heavy dose of lightning breath. Her armor cracked a bit before repairing it. The girl winced as she felt her control wavering even further at the assault. She fell to her knees as the lightning coursed through her body. She gripped her head as she felt the claws of rage further grip her. Even while paralyzed her mind was telling her to keep going until this threat was vanquished... and the girl captured.

pCu8iZnZp_1d20+3(Lightning Breath dodge 1, failure, paralyzed, stack 1 of Feral Rage)

p_1d20+1(Lightning Breath Dodge 2, failure, stack 2 of Feral Rage)

p_1d20-3(Feral Rage Berserk Resistance, failure)

p_1d20-2(Duration of Berserk, 3 turns)

p_1d20+3(Duration of Paralysis, 4 turns)

The dragon's knight got to her feet steadily, the armor magically sealing itself before she gave Spyro an intense stare before darting towards him. She slashed at him from the left, then the right and ending with an upwards slash, trails of lightning flowing from every swing. After the upwards swing she would let go and let it fly up before she jumped up to catch it and then charged the wind energy into the spear before throwing it at intense speeds to try and pierce his defenses.

p_1d20+4(Storm Spear Light Attack on Spyro, 15% from Feral Rage and Berserk)

p_1d20+4(Storm Spear Light Attack 2 on Spyro, 15%)

p_1d20+2(Storm Spear Light Attack 3 on Spyro, 15%)

p_1d20+4(Whirlwind Toss on Spyro, 39% damage)

After the assault on the dragon the draconic girl would look to Iris... Well, if he wasn't going to claim her, someone had to. In a burst of air speed Amithree would fly towards Iris and attempt to grab her in a swooping manner, her arms outstretched so she can hoist her into the air.

p_1d20+4(Devour on Iris, since all her moves are outside Dragon Knight's learning ability, nothing gained on hit, inflicts Swallowed Whole)

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If she managed to grab Iris, she would promptly pull her towards her maw. the draconic energy helmet permitting her through and some strange space power manipulating her to make her fit. Iris would find herself being trapped inside the belly of a dragon... human... goddess person. Amithree would look back down to Spyro, landing on the ground and readying herself in case he got in the way of her and her stolen treasure. She was not expecting too much of a fight, she was a dragon god hybrid afterall, who could reasonably fight that?... Well, she wasn't too bright right now.

Dragon Knight Amithree HP: 131 Shield HP: 65 Status: Berserk (2), Paralyzed (3), Feral Rage (Stack:2)

1d20+3·1d20+1·1d20-3·1d20-2·1d20+3·1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20+2·1d20+4·1d20+4

[Unova Champion Iris]

sSbEUhAMp_1d20+4 (Storm Spear Dodge; Success)
p_1d20+4 (Storm Spear Dodge; Failure)
p_1d20+5 (Storm Spear Dodge; Success)
p_1d20+5 (Whirlwind Toss Dodge; Success)

Smack! Crack! Spyro was driven back and hit at least once by the flurry of attacks. However the tiny dragon proved to be quite nimble and somewhat difficult to hit, lunging backward and gliding through the air to put some distance between himself and Amithree.

p_1d20+1 (Iris' Devour Dodge; Failure)

Meanwhile, Iris seemed a bit surprised when Amithree went for her and obliged by grabbing at Amithree and attempting to wrestle her. However, she was quickly swallowed whole, taking her off-guard and banishing her to the depths of Amithree's body! Iris plunged down headfirst and was squished into a ball by Amithree's belly walls, her head bumping into Amithree's hips before she finally stopped her descent. For a moment she was still as she attempted to process what just happened. She could feel herself being held against another girl's midsection, pushing out her armor to make room involuntarily.

...Iris began to squirm and throw her hips about using her legs, trying to move within the cramped space by wiggling about, likely causing Amithree's belly to wobble around visibly. If not because of that, than surely when she began to push outward with her hands, likely creating hand and arm bumps in the process. Some muffled girly noises that sounded almost like protests could also be heard, but not made out as words.

“...Woah. Iris is toast.”
“I think she just had the entire loaf of bread.”
Sparx, Spyro's dragonfly, chimed in.

“...Wait, aren't you both girls? Isn't that like a bird eating fried chicken?”
“Girls aren't a species, Spyro.”
“Huh. You learn something new every day. Are you sure about that, buddy?”
“ . . . Yeah, you're right. When I stopped to think about it I have no idea what the difference is.”
“Me neither. Let's kick some tail!”

Spyro performed a circling, stalking dance around Amithree where he hyped himself up for battle with subtle, natural movements. He then rushed Amithree and decided to lunge at her, jabbing at her with his horns and scratching her with his claws! He might be too small for up-close fighting, ...but Amithree wasn't exactly physically imposing either.

((Dragon Dance activated))

p_1d20+2 (Spyro's Dual Chop; Does 15% Damage)
p_1d20+2 (Spyro's Dual Chop; Does 15% Damage)
p_1d20+2 (Spyro's Dual Chop; Does 15% Damage)

He would then flutter up into the air, possibly jumping off Amithree to do so, and performed a somersault, breathing a couple of rounds of flame breathes at Amithree, threatening to well--toast her! Don't mind if it gets a little warmer in there, Iris. Honestly you might not even notice with how good bodies are at regulating their temperatures and how warm Amithree is probably already.

p_1d20+4 (Spyro's Flame Breath; Does 25% damage and has a 65% chance of burning)
p_1d20+4 (Spyro's Flame Breath; Does 25% damage and has a 65% chance of burning)

Iris 150/150 HP 45/45 Shield	Spyro 75/120 HP 7/30 Shield Dragon Dance (2 Turns) Super Breath (1 Turns) Dragonheart Tenacity (2)

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[Amithree]

At the girl squirming about and pushing and making protests, Amithree only felt satisfaction. The kind that a dragon gets from claiming their treasure. Her magic armor extended out, apparently being rather malleable to make room for her expanded belly. She could not make out what she was saying but decidedly did not matter too much. Her stomach... seemed oddly quiet as it was not emitting any harm. Afterall, assimilation was for prey, which Iris was clearly not... despite the method of capture. She would put a hand through the armor to rub her belly both affectionately and comfortingly... even if it may not work as she looked back up to her enemy.

"... Princess is Treasure. Treasure is to be protected. Girl is mine now. Not eat, protect," she growled simply... even if it was quite clearly eating she has done. She then watched the dragon start dancing around her... Not really getting what he was doing before noticing a change in power.

50qdIuJ0p_1d20(Dual Chop 1, success)

p_1d20(Dual Chop 2, success)

p_1d20(Dual Chop 3, Failure)

p_1d20(Fire Breath, Success)

The Dragon Knight managed to dodge two of the strikes but got scratched by the claws. She let loose a low growl at the attack before jumping back at the first series of flames. Her wings would then wrap around her and emit an electrical energy that warded off the second series of flames... Her movements probably jostling Iris around quite a bit... And was probably not helped much by her jolting forward, generating another spear out of electricity and attempting to pierce Spyro's scales.

(Fire Breath, Shielded)

p_1d20+2(Impaling Lightning, deals 39 damage and grapples with a 70% chance of Mortal Wound)

She would then attempt to jab the spear into Spyro a few times, attempting to stab at him with quick but powerful thrusts as wind gradually flowed around her spear. After the series of jabs she would then toss the spear with it's whirling and ripping hurricanes. Afterwards she would let out a rather loud roar... although it was more like a girl imitating a dragon than an actual dragon roar. "GAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

p_1d20+4(Storm Spear Light Jab 1, 17% damage)

p_1d20+4(Storm Spear Light Jab 2, 17% damage)

p_1d20+4(Storm Spear Light Jab 3, 17%)

p_1d20-2(Whirl Wind Toss, 41% damage)

Dragon Knight Amithree HP: 102 Shield HP: 30 Status: Berserk (1), Paralyzed (2), Feral Rage (Stack:3)

1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20+2·1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20+4·1d20-2

[Unova Champion Iris]

QKBItGWFp_1d20+7 (Impaling Lightning Dodge; Success)

Spyro leapt into the air and fluttered out of the way using his wings, deftly dodging the counter attack!

p_1d20+7 (Storm Spear Dodge; Failure)
p_1d20+7 (Storm Spear Dodge; Success)
p_1d20+7 (Storm Spear Dodge; Success)

However, he was briefly caught upon landing by the spear, only to roll out of the way and then lunge off the ground to dodge the second two strikes. Skidding to a stop, he lowered his head such that his horns tilted toward Amithree in a warning gesture for a moment, as if expecting another attack. However, a moment later he paused and looked back up.

“...So what, do you just have a second 'stomach' where you keep your 'treasure'? 'Cause I'm not seeing the difference here.”

Spyro, naive as he was, seemed unimpressed with Amithree's choice of words.

“Besides, collecting girls is trouble. We're not here for that, right Sparx?”
“Mmhm! We're heroes! We save girls. We don't collect them!”
...Spyro furrowed his brows somewhat as he stopped to think about what Sparx just said.


“-- . . . Uh, bud? When have we ever saved a girl?”
“We've saved lots of--...dragons!”
“Y'know, now that I think about it I'm pretty sure those were all dudes.”
“Hmm... What about that time we saved Bianca?”
“Nah, that was Hunter.”
“...We bought Sheila's freedom that one time. Does that count?”
“...Y'know what, let's just rescue her so that we never have to have this conversation again.”
“I don't know, Spyro. I feel like we might be reinforcing some gendered stereotypes here.”
“Yeah, whatever. I don't even know what that means.”
“Fair enough. Me neither.”


“Hey Smaug, you can keep her if you can hold her down. We're going to pulverize ya'!”

Without further ado, Spyro began to rush Amithree, building up an increasing amount of speed as he entered a super charge! He knew how to deal with enemies that resisted his flames. Charge 'em! Lowering his horns, he attempted to bash through Amithree with enough force he'd knock her clean off her feet, passing her by and turning about for another go, and another!!

p_1d20+9 (Spyro's Super Charge; Does 29% Damage)
p_1d20+9 (Spyro's Super Charge; Does 29% Damage)
p_1d20+4 (Spyro's Super Charge; Does 29% Damage)

Iris 150/150 HP 45/45 Shield	Spyro 58/120 HP 12/30 Shield Dragon Dance (1 Turns) Super Charge (Until next turn)  Dragonheart Tenacity (3) Super Breath CD: 3 Turns

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[Amithree]

8egjn6_Lp_1d20(Super Charge Failure, Feral Rage increased to +5)

p_1d20+1(Super Charge Failure, Feral Rage increased to +6)

p_1d20+2(Super Charge Failure, Feral Rage increased to +8)

Amithree merely growled in response to Spyro's taunt... before tilting her head at their talk... they really did have a lot of banter, huh? "... You're a horrible dragon," she decided to retort after a moment. She seemed unimpressed before she was hit by several charges, struggling to maintain herself as she was assaulted by a series of attacks with incredible speed. She nearly fell over and by the end she was panting. Her armor was struggling to hold up as she was nearly finished.

However this was not about to be her end. She let out another roar as lightning coursed through her. She was breathing heavy and looks like she might pass out at any moment. However before that she charged wind through her spear and tossed it at Spyro with powerful force as it threatened to pierce him through.

p_1d20+7(Critical Whirlwind Toss, 51 damage)

p_1d20+7(Crit confirm for another 51 damage)

In an instant she was on him again, seeming to reappear instantly to assault him with a furious series of slashes as she felt herself tiring rapidly. She was not going to last another round so she was ending it here. With one last jump back after her assault, she flew forward and attempted to drive one last kick into Spyro before falling onto her spear for support. Amitie's energy can not last much longer and she felt like she'd turn back to normal any moment now.

p_1d20+7(Storm Spear Light Barrage 1, 27 damage)

p_1d20+7(Storm Spear Light Barrage 2, 27 damage)

p_1d20+7(Storm Spear Light Barrage 3, 27 Damage)

p_1d20+7(Storm Spear Finale,  37 damage)

Amithree Dragon Knight

HP: 8

Shield HP: 38

Paralyzed (1), Feral Rage (Stack:8)

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[Unova Champion Iris]

“Keep talking until I kick your--”

E71mgdZ3p_1d20+9 (Whirlwind Toss Crit Resistance)
p_1d20+10 (Storm Spear Dodge; Failure)

Spyro was struck out of his super charge, going flying across the stadium. He landed and tried to stand up. However, he sort of wobbled and collapsed in a bodily fashion as he tried to get back up. He then laid his head in the dirt, unable to pick himself up.

“...H-Hey... I'm getting some mixed messages in here!”

Iris has lost.

Iris 150/150 HP 45/45 Shield	Spyro -20/120 HP 17/30 Shield  Dragonheart Tenacity (5) Super Breath CD: 2 Turns

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[Amithree]

Amithree panted a bit as the dragon was taken out. Her mana was feeling so drained she could barely move when not pushing herself. And with Spyro taken out that was cue to fall onto her back as the magic dissipated from her armor, slowly fading. "Mixed messages? Dragon did not care about treasure. I defended treasure. It's simple. Left out would of been more danger.... Treasure is safe...." she explained as she faded in and out a bit. Her eyes went from blue to green to blue to green to blue before settling on green as the draconic aura faded.

"W-why do I feel so full?... And sore?" Amitie said in confusion... still massively out of it. She looked down at her bloated belly.... it was going to take a moment for her to process this. She was used to waking up in weird places by now but this was new...

[Unova Champion Iris]

. . . A moment later, a pair of hand shaped and what might be surmised as a head shape pressed up against the top of Amithree's belly, pushing up against her chest. “You ate me!” Iris' muffled voice exclaimed in surprise.