[Forte's jacket is fairly sturdy leather, but it's still not exactly meant to be armor and Tailmon's claws easily slice through the sleeves. He bites back a cry of pain as they draw several gashes down his arms, digging his teeth into his lip, but his eyes stay open - he's watching for an opening in Tailmon's attack, and the moment he sees one he's going to roll to the side and deliver the hardest kick he can muster.]
All of you damn monsters can go to hell! Nnngh...
[After that, however, he won't be able to move much, prone on the ground trying to grip the worse of his arms to keep it from bleeding too much.
DexDorugamon, meanwhile, does indeed seem to be having some trouble following Cam's zigzags. It stomps after him, and when it misses with a claw swipe, it lets out a frustrated screech.
Followed by turning and whipping its tail in his general direction, the live wires at its tip crackling with electricity.]
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All of you damn monsters can go to hell! Nnngh...
[After that, however, he won't be able to move much, prone on the ground trying to grip the worse of his arms to keep it from bleeding too much.
DexDorugamon, meanwhile, does indeed seem to be having some trouble following Cam's zigzags. It stomps after him, and when it misses with a claw swipe, it lets out a frustrated screech.
Followed by turning and whipping its tail in his general direction, the live wires at its tip crackling with electricity.]