Et alas Desperandum. Spiritus autem Exitium.

Time froze as intense silence spiraled around the two iconic tamers of the World Championships. Fazed with a grieving heart and mind, Zera could not assess how in the world Marco was able to break through the hall and angrily charge over towards the booth, rudefully disrupting the prizing session right after the G - tuber World Championships ended.

"Marco! But....But.... How did you?...." Zera faltered in absolute zero as his rival smiled in fake sympathy, a bizarre purple and black aura surrounding his vicious pose.

"Let's place it this way. I just wanted to ruin your game and fun with a little surprise. No wonder I bravely rescued you from the tram incident. Yes, you little retard. I was disguised in that hoodie so that you were not able to see me secretly attend this tournament. But now that I did, why don't I give you a little backdrop on your quaint dream?"

Flashbacks sliced through Zera's mind like a hoard of knives, the desolate boy shivering in fear, dropped down to his hands and knees, drooling on the battle stage floor. "No..... that's not possible! You were that disgusting hideous pedophilia monster, trying to sexually rape me and test out grotesque drugs as if I'm a fuckin lab rat!?"

Marco inhaled the sweet smell of whining agony as he proudly approached Zera with a convincing smile. "Yes, my dear. I did everything to drown away Galahad's Unity Ra core in order to awake the personal demon in me. Luinra is about to escort you and your friends to the very lair I will construct once this massive stable full of useless trash will be demolished under my destructive claws."

Zera's heart raced in rapid fear as his arms and legs violently convulsed, blinking out blank thoughts. Marco eerily craned his neck towards the brown haired boy, releasing out a hideous odor as if Seidlitz did not freshen up his breath regularly.

Zera retaliated in light sorrow, urging with pleading begs to stop this. The blonde haired tamer meekly demised his pressure on Rickers and decided to thoroughly input what his friend had to say.

"Please, Marco. We've been friends. Screw that! Almost Brothers for the past 5 years and this is how you treat me as your deflated slave!? Just think about Dragoma! It creates a special friendship, binded between everyone across the world. Two plastic spinning tops do not fight each other for evil, mockery, blood, and sin. It's about building fair sportsmanship between you and me. Challenging other tamers to become the very best and helping them out in difficult situations. Please! Empty out your gruesome filth and just re-allocate the good scenes of your past. The time when we were laughing over weird launches, chasing each other across my backyard, and sharing out our ideas for new custom projects! Don't live like this for the rest of your life. A fragment of my heart means so much to you. You're a puzzle piece to my whole body. I can never forget you! I- Ahhhh!!!!!"

As if the Top Hat demon came to knock Zera over, the same effect was established by Marco. The brown haired boy fell back to the ground by an invisible force, his back aching from the contact with the hard floor. His Phoenix Fedora hat toppled upside down like a struggling turtle, spinning away a good cm from his head. Zera struggled to re-gain his energy. All of the mental and physical abuse disheveled into leaking tears, hands covering his face out of shame.

As cocky as Marco barged for, he disparaged out the most embarrassing childhood moments that almost made the crowd laugh in deep pitiful mockery.

"Let's celebrate Zera's childhood with his embarrassing behavior. Let's see... He types with one finger on his laptop! Innocently picks up food from the carpet/ floor and eats it . (ate about 9 popcorn pieces at the Blackwater G Revival tournament)! His Mattlez movie deserved so many dislikes ! Absentmindedly speed walked out of the wrong elevator floor of the Ibis Budget hotel! Called Flower Pattern to 'Fart pattern' Acutal quote: 'What? You did a fart pattern ?' Completely idiotic at pressing a beeping tram button! His younger self took a trip to the Haselunne Resivoir Zoo, the Bison exhibit allowed him to wade through brown poop splotched everywhere! Still, Still, young..... he used to chew on his plush toys . Every single one of them! He clopped downstairs to instruct Fido to go for doggy duty outside. Actual quote: "Komm Fido. pipi machen." When he was young, he idly made a mental note that women had to use the toilet (bathroom) and that every german can disperse air through their ears instead of their mouth or ass . And last but not least! He loves the smell of farms , and adores the stench of cow SHIT . Feels nostalgic, huh?"

"Oh my godd!" Light fell over in hysterical mockery while Storm covered his face in gawking gags. "Why is this so intimidatingly funny?"

Almost everyone in the hall produced an exploding roar of hysterical laughs.

Deliberately covering his ears, Zera begins to feel wildly nauseated, his ear drums almost on the verge of bursting. Releasing another crude whine of agony, and grazed under pressure, Zera's heart begins to drop like a heavy pendant, Galahad lightweight in his pocket. 'What have I completely done wrong to deserve this hellish mess and prove Marco that he is proud and unjust to our friendship!? I haven't done anything wrong to cause his wicked rants about me. I'm just an ordinary tamer with fair heart for battling! I don't want to make myself bleeding dry from his selfish pride! Focus, Zera. You placed all of your effort into being crowned champion for this tournament. I can perform the same. All I have to do is to win his heart. 4 years of friendship and brotherhood. There is all that is to it.'

Weakly moaning, his shaky hands grasp his Galahad pendant, the 3D modeled layer almost empty without it's Unity Ra core. Exhaling in deep difficulty, Zera managed to look up as Marco turned aggressive against him, proudly presenting the most degenerate speech ever. "Oh, everybody you lovingly know will be gone to a wisp, smothered in the very pits of hell. I just only envisioned you as my taming partner. Oh? What was it again? I heard your parents were whore mongers , going out with many party goers until they found each other, captivated in deep love. Invisible Ties . Your sister or rather Beauty Queen deserved life and all of the riches she should own right now. As for you,- oh! Diene Mama und Papa? You're just the bastard child of Zeraiya. A complete mistake or even better an autistic fueled piece of shit to be born into this wetty petty world."

"What...did.....you....say!?" Invisible wind lifted chips of the battle stage whooshing behind him as Zera's eyes turned red in exploding rage. As much as Galahad was too weak to provide his G - spirit, Rajaion began to illuminate his human partner, a strong purple glow with orange light effects dashing around the 20 year old autistic tamer.

Marco tensed towards his rival's G - spirit fueling him in densing rage. Smirking non chantly while snapping the surrounding audience awake, the orange and purple hues stretched outwards from the battle stage.

"Ok, now that's some serious shit right now." Falco agaped in gasping awe, her heart frozen in sheer speechlessness as she grabbed Nagariel and quickly loaded it on her launcher.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Ryuk helpfully steered their master plan idea into raking down the condemning goma together, Doom Fellscyther Vision - Yowl Hunter' in hand.

"Don't worry! DracoLight is here to join the battle!" the red headed DJ decided to abandon his headset and proudly hold up his sword launcher with Blade Rexcalius Aero - Feather Screech.

"Zankye?" Storm peaked his concern over the 3rd place tamer, the all star Canadian tamer holding up Archsage Valkaria Wave - Lance Reboot +. The taller DJ followed after, Raijin Leoleaus Storm - Star Assualt' locked on the prongs of his Sapphire Blue G - launcher LR on Metallic Gun Black Grip.

"Cyprus? Up for it, buddy? Opposite ends of the poles don't mean we repel in our G - spirit." Zankye helped the Iris tamer up, Bolt Khalazar Rainbow - Under Guard already gripped in his left hand.

He blew out a nervous sigh, speculating at the two colored glowing embers drastically expanding in form. "I don kno. I only can pray tell we defeat that monster and quickly get away with this tournament."

Every booth in the hall shut down due to the massive spell that Luinra deposited. The walls around the perimeter darkened as if a movie was beginning to premier, leaving only orange and purple illuminating their surroundings.

Marco slyly smiled as he placed his hand on the chest emblem of Luinra, Zera's heart almost decapitated due to the fact his friend's transformation shocked the rest of the G - tubers in drastic turbulence of fear.

As if Marco was crying out bloody tears, symmetrical dark lines began to race across his cheeks, two more red glowing orbs appearing underneath before the tattoed lines halted just at the rim of his mouth sharding with fangs sharpened in depravity.

An invisible force lifted him awake as the blonde tamer placed his hand on the Luinra chest emblem, his G - spirit dissonance roars as it appeared, lashing out in a voracious pose.

"O child of lightning born of the black thunder god , roar down upon the earth! Coming forth from the sludge of hell , I summon thee, thou who art grotesque . Melt them, my puppet . Gust of wind that cuts through the air, sharpen to blades to quell this quarrel. Flames that sear all creation , lend me strength! Non- Evil intentions , you shall burn in the fires of hell. Fell Dragon of antiquity, heed our call ! Grant us the power of holy lightning and rain judgment upon this foreign land! O golden torrent … Roar up to the heavens! LUINRA!"

A heretic white winged beast, floundered in lavender and gold, an iscolece of blue sharpened more than a machete rumbled in irascible roars, thundering across the massive perimeter. It's blueberry orbs strongly hungered for naive souls, fangs dripping red liquid from it's predecessor gomas.

"What the fuck is that thing!?" Shinigami held her mouth agape, shaken to feeling extremely morose in even naming one detail about the wicked goma.

"Goodbye Storm! This is going to be our final farewell! Hoping to you meet you in G heaven soon!" Light smooched in childish tears, jumping into the taller DJ's arms, attempting to smooch a kiss on his cheeks. Storm merely rolled his eyes at Light's stupidity and softly shoved him away from reaching his cheeks, the red headed DJ muffling out jargon.

Zankye and Cyprus stood firm as they inhaled the ground breaking battle before them. Mounting themselves over the ear piercing roars from the beast god itself, only Falco placed her faith on her only desolate boyfriend.

Every attendee in each booth screamed for their lives, cowering away from the hideous monster.

A plethora of toys including 100+ copies of Triglave Wave - Under Screech booster packs from the inventory shelves flung off from the hooks of JouceClub, violently joining the hellish storm. Screams of uproar filled every echo, thundering across the floors, everybody bumping into each other like pinball bumpers, fear scarring their trembling hearts.

A 5 year old girl was unaware of the desolate chaos, hypnotized by the suttle animatronic baby at the Luvbella booth, joyfully feeding it an empty bottle. A Luvbella employee caught sight of the unattended child, scooped her up in her arms and ran out of the perimeter before pink and white walls sharded off by Luinra's killer isocelese.

The stairs in the bathroom/take-away booth limited a group of people from escaping. It felt as if every step Luinra took deemed authority over the building, ground breaking every edifence structure like a dominating earthquake.

The G - tubers held their launchers ready but an invisible force halted them from entering the fierce battle.

Orange and purple still alighted every surface, both rivaling tamers being uplifted from the ground as if they were now emperyian beings.

With Zera bracing himself from Luinra's sharp agile claws, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, charging up his G - spirit until he lashed out a violent battle cry, jerking his head up to the sky while fisting his hands, "RAJAION!"

Several kids from the Dragonball Super Booth halted to speculate at the brown haired tamer, thier eloquent thoughts drifting out as if he turned Super Saiyan all of a sudden.

The black and orange dragon goma spinning from a hard rush launch, began to erupt into it's true Avatar Attack form, a 10 winged black and purple dragon with silver curved horns, humanoid stance, a ravaging roar, studded in magenta dragonstones (Arc Dragonstone) lashed into a fierce pose, both reptilian gomas growling under their breath in intense heracy.

Panning across his somber eyes, a derelict Zera spat out straightforwardly. "The vile beast slumbering inside you caused my destructive victory! Scar me and tear my tamer's spirit apart, you can never re-write history. Let us change this world of war for only we can bring it down. I'm sure that everyone will see, you and me. Bring a new era of peace!"

Marco lightly smirked as he disparged in heavy sarcasm, Luinor frozen behind him, "Wretched son of Zeraiya , despise me all you want, but I will soon see the true Tamer's Spirit inside you . Little do you know that I have the ability to mind control anyone in here including your friends. Time can rotate all it wants, but nothing will transpose my true form . If that's the case, we can engage you and your friends into a little game of hide and seek tag battle. No rules are necessary to be implemented at this time."

Striking out a somber pose, the devilish fell dragon goma pitched out it's demonic roar as it charged forward for Rajaion.

Zera feared that his battle would finally conclude to an early Overdrive Finish. "Rajaion, watch out!"

Menacingly drifting over to the opposing goma, R3 stationed in the middle of the Battle Stage, the weight plastic flat plated tip suddenly altered in spin direction, evading the attack in slo mo.

Justified at Zera's battle tactics, Marco prepared to visually appear as if he was a virtuoso magician.

His foreign partner dragoma evaporated out of sight, dispersing the whole hall to fall in intense tranquility.

Speedlines of stupefaction struck their faces, the middle of the screen divided into 7 cracks, the team emitting out shell shocked expressions.

"Where did it go!?" Ryuk shuddered up a cautious whisper, the rest of the Evergrande G - tubers splurging up confusion.

"Most importantly, what sorcery is dis!" Light slapped his cheeks in horror, agaping in utter dissinance.

"A geodrifting spell infused to trick it's crafty spin performance." Falco and the rest of the G - tubers glowed in their respective colors as their G - spirit radiated alive. They both held up thier launchers, breaking free from the imprisoning edifence to finally coalesce the opportunity to ramshackle Luinra down. "Evergrande G - tubers! Launchers ready!"

"3, 2, 1! Hyper Vitesse!"

The respective gomas bombarded the floor as they scattered around in search of clashing against the heretic Luinra, the immutable dragon goma meandering around the Sapphire Game Society booth before it geodrifted out of the blue.

"Leoleaus!" A confident Storm led his Leoleaus into a dragon safari, the lion based Magna Tag immensely crashing through Free's face from the volume 7 manga cover wall, Rexcalius colliding against the wrong goma by accident.

"Seriously, LIGHT!?" the gray hoodied DJ scowled at the redhead's negligent command and continued to run after his goma.

"Wait for me, Storm!" LIGHT panted like a helpless puppy, madly dashing after his friend.

Every member from the Evergrande team started tracking down thier gomas as if thier spinning tops had a mind of it's own. Every whimsical wind beaten booth served as a stationary maze obsticale, Falco and Nagariel swiftly dodging Luinra's shadow spikes before she lunged in for the first attack.

"Nagariel! Forest Fighters!" The bronze and navy blue Switchstrike charged up in silver and lunar green blazing auras, the energy layer beamed white before a fully fledged silver and lunar green leafy sea dragon emerged, misting with foggy breath around it's fierce jaws.

"Impressive. A legendary divine prince Nagariel. Too bad we both are alike in spinning left." Seidlitz cleverly observed, smirking in fake sympathy to show that he had a devious trick up his sleeve. "Fair enough you utilized the wrong special move , my queen. LUINRA!"

Rajaion flew past the Neobrick booth, Zera halting just in time to inhale his girlfriend's early defeat.

"Falco! Watch out!"

The raven haired girl whirled around, just in time to see another shadow spike flinging towards her, Rickers managing to shove her out of safety. The dark projectile the size of 5 Prostadiums merged together speedily transpierced through the ground, the floor darted with plethora of spikes as if the hall turned into a derelict attraction.

[Damn you Zera. Your precious girlfriend means more to you than myself . I must say. I will target that dragon king last as long as I diminish the rest of your friends . Now who's next?] Marco carefully scanned the perimeter of the area. Needless to say, he was perched among the steelbeams of the Hall, fruitfully entertained by the notion of spikes and burst finishes everywhere. As much to the Evergrande G - tubers' disarray of hardwork and war, the kids also kindly joined in, repetitiously charging up a losing streak due to the fact that the default combos kindly lended by the staff damaged their skills and disheveled into tears. Fleeing the wrecking site, only a few kids managed to stay behind, brave enough to endure the entertainment from a derelict hole created by Luinra.

"Nagariel!" Falco warned in despondent yells as the purple and white dragoma whooshed past the opposing sea dragon.

"No way." Zera breathed out in shock as he witnessed Nagariel's un stability of gronn stamina. Luinra telepathically REVERSED Nagariel's spin rotation!

"Right spin Nagariel!? You gotta be shitting me!" Falco exclaimed in erroneous shock, her heart melting as Luinra began to slash in unbelievable frames, one last collision may have resulted the dragon goma into a Overdrive Finish.

A cruel loss to one of the most important icons in the team resulted into a grave distraction for the other gomas.

"Team! Don't focus on Falco and her Nagariel! It's a distraction to our gomas if we don't keep up!" Ryuk hollered over, grabbing the headset for their attention.

A tiny fraction of weakness spurred over Luinra, the dragon goma aimlessly wobbling against the sound waves richocheting around the hall.

Too bad none in the team quickly figured out their opposing goma's weakness, engrossed to enough to focus over their unawaring sensories.

"Nagariel!?" Falco managed to find her partner goma through the hazy fogged up wall. Expecting the dragon to be fully wedged and framed into the carpeted edifence, the smoke cleared off as the EVG G - tubers released their shock on a tiny miracle.

Falchion Nagariel Breath - Light Divide' clung against the wall, the free spinning Divide button rotating in speed.

"Not possible! Did you mod your Divide strike driver into a monster magnet!?" Zankye lifted the team's attention as Falco stood there in perplexion, blinking in sudden blankness.

She then raised her hands as if it wasn't her fault, "Hey don't look at me! I don't know jack squat about modding! Ask Mr. Dragoma Mod Genius over there, currently somewhere around the LAB."

Speaking of Le LAB by Kid Expo, the dark dragon king sped through the little booth shaped like a canopy gate, dashing around in extreme puzzlement to frantically urge itself in search of Luinra.

"Rajaion?" Zera panted as he halted near the Tarragona Tourism Beaureu, confident enough that his G - spirit has already fueled Rajaion to sustain it's own command. "Oh Rajaion! Where are you?"

Follow after Luinra and destroy.

'There, there. Look at my little vessel walk around like a helpless little puppy , lost for his dragon mommy! Forget that baby . I should focus on samba boy and his little mayan chicken . Surprise Surprise...]

"Khalazar, you know the way buddy?" Cyprus meekly followed the Quetzalcoatl like Goma Gimmick, the green and purple stamina goma recoiled left then darted right around the Cartoon Network Escape Game booth, props still intact after the chaotic desolation.

The Iris tamer abruptly halted in his tracks, managing to find the dragon goma greeting him with a glint of somberness.

"Drop that derelious look! Who do think I am? A tamer with a dead chicken in his hand?" Cyprus bravely conversed with the deity as if the spinning top had to reveal it's eloquence.

Luinor faintly growled, predilection of not falling under satire jokes. The goma lurched towards Khalazar but halted a few feet away in proximity.

The overhead ceiling camera slid above Cyprus's head, the live battle feed airing on the major jumbotron. The EVG G - tubers craned in to watch the battle in curious awe.

"Ok, I don't know what you are but since your QR code looks very spicy for the app, my YT fans would really appreciate if you refrained from the dark side."

The dragoma tensed in steaming rage, the Cho-Z emblem of Luinra glowing purple.

"Cyprus! Make a move already!" Zankye hissed in urgency, the Iris boy twitched at the sudden command given.

"I will.... not lose ....to this beast! Khalazar!" With an exuberant but harsh yell, Cyprus posed as if he struck fault towards the dragon, Khalazar beaming in intense green and purple. The energy layer radiated white before a mayan deity emerged into view.

A feathered serpent body, coated in energy-lapping green with gold wing spikes and crowned beak, fiercely screeched in defensive agony.

"Go now! Khalazar! Skyscraper Dash!"

The serpent screeched once as it charged forwards, wings changing it's trajectory of flight as it whooshed upwards the walls of the booth, divebombing downwards in pure static electricity.

"Bolt Attack!" Cyprus managed to command the bird just in time, a plethora of static voltage leaping across the feathers and zooming in on the heartless dragon goma.

Marco nodded in sheer sympathy, non chalance attributing to his partner goma as it teleported once again, leaving a blanket of smoke in it's wake.

"Khalazar?" Cyprus hurriedly sprinted over to his draguz, the mayan Goma Gimmick still wobbling after the hard ground breaking collision against the floor.

Zankye felt relieved that Cyprus and his K3 was spared through his intentions of confronting L5 immediately commenced into a warm welcome battle.

With Valkaria stationed by the Natation pool used by France's national swim team, Zankye carefully scanned across the blue, Archsage Valkriya V3 spinning comfortably on the bobbing lanes.

"How in the world is that Luinra so unbeatable?" the pherean tamer gripped his launcher as he pondered on the opposing goma's crafty tactics. "Nevertheless, blue is all that matters. Valkryia, you are the ocean's gray waves. Together, there is nothing that separates us from our victory together with the team."

[Helllloooo thereee Spankyeeee...]

"Show yourself Luinra!" Zankye growled as he jolted to attention, vivdly glancing around in search of the dragon goma. "Nothing can degrade me and Valkaria from falling into your prespotourius traps! This is our Dragoma World and there is no goma of your kind that has the possibility to destroy the World Championship! I'm the news anchor for Sapphire and Rising Star but that does not mean I completely drained my skills in Dragoma! Reveal your true form, L5!"

Wise choice of words . You do truly have the Tamer's spirit. How well does Valkaria spin on water ? I might have to teach you a few swimming lessons for that damn Valkyrie and it's horse. Or try drowning under my fate ! Luinra!

"Zankye! Behind you!" Zera warned in disparaging appall, the red jacketed tamer whirled around to see the heretic goma charging for his red Jordans.

A prominent leap over the dark spinning top resulted a tamer spared but dragoma not.

For poor Valkaria recklessly failed to make a move on the bobbing lanes, Luinra justified it's angle and position to knock the goma out. Spinning out of control, V3 managed it's stability, keeping up with it's rotation at the pool's edge.

It was time Zankye felt furious over a major villanous battle, and it was at this frivoulous moment that he poured forth his G - spirit. "Valkaria!"

The Blar type Switchstrike gleamed in pearl white as an enourmous full armor plated horse covered in blue with a vivid maroon mane and navy blue curved horns reared to the ceiling, the feathered helmeted Valkyrie rider equipped with it's falchion. With the G - spirit posed behind Zankye, the pherean tamer howled the only move invcible enough to make Garrett cower in dissonance.

"Lance Typhoon!"

The horse neighed in pure enmity as Valkaria charged, leaving a faint blue streak as it galloped across water.

The scene before the team was captivating like a thrilling marine exhibition. V3's reboot + allowed the white pearl tip to retract, leaving the jagged edges to smoothly ride on H2O. Valkriya curved across the water like a surfer, creating a huge tidal wave that crested over the support beams.

It was a breathtaking view of water reflecting sparkles, raining down slowmo on the Evergrande G - tubers.

[Impressive Wave for the reef equine Valkyria. The very true G spirit in you eloquently failed under my gaze . Very well. Luinra will not spare your feathered knight. This horse is going in for another dine! LUINRA!]

Before V3 resurfaced, an demonic howl resounded as an intense counter attack to the whining horse got Zankye trembling in vile defeat. 4 clean pieces of draguz layer, forge disc + support frame and strike driver sunk deep into the pool's floor, the pherean tamer bravely diving in to rescue his partner goma.

[How miserable. The opposite of water is fire. The only tamer to inherit that is the only energetic lanky sword boy around here and his awful acrobatic stunts. How soothing. His frivolous acts of love. Neverthless, I should swoop in for my personal enjoyment.]

"My R3 can flip over like me!? Rexcalius! How you do that!?" Light pondered out loud as he flipped over rows of torn walls from each flagship booth, noting in mind not to clumsily collide against Storm.

The red headed DJ halted dead in his tracks, gazing up at the walls of the Recoil booth, feeling languished to have been cornered by the only terrifying monster around this derelict building.

Luinra inched closer to him, ingratiating fear into the potential athletic tamer.

"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, hold right there! Don't move, Lui Lui! You snap like a dragon yet youuuuu want to steal tamer hearts. Flip over and be good like me! See? There is nothing that can stop your evil from us. Only if your tamer was here to see you in bad way, then I guess it's finish for you. Bye-Bye!"

Feeling cowardly towards the opposing beast, Light gave out an air kiss gesture and softly blew it towards the goma's direction before madly dashing towards the wall.

Luinra roared in agitation, deeply in hot pursuit to shred this weirdo down. Redemption's strike driver tip foiled into 6 spikes retracted into 5 spikes, gaining speed on the red-head's heels.

Light cockily smirked at L5's foolish attempt to ram him against the wall, his quick and agile legs performing an aerial back flip.

How high?

It was an indescribable moment for the G - tubers.

Soaring with his backside slo-mo, Light found the perfect opportunity to clutch the steel ceiling beams and astounded a stunning armflips before settling on the platforms with a killer smile, an act that almost make his acrobatics teacher puke out in deep shock.

"How in the world did you do that?" Storm agaped at the sight of his friend beaming down at him from the ceiling with a suppressed wave.

"It's called skills, my friend! And Rexcalius gonna do the same!" Red aura flamed around Light as the red headed DJ struck his somber pose, his voice box excruciating R3's special move. "Now or Never! Go R3! Triple Saber!"

[Three lousy toothpicks against a rendering beast? How shameful, Light. Attempting to end our game too early while trying to spare the rest of these maggots. However, fire against darkness cannot prevail! Do my will Luinra.]

"Not another goma diminished!" Ryuk exhaled in despondent shock. She decided to join in but was held back by Storm, his Leoleaus spinning beside Fellscyther.

Luinra charged for the wall and performed the exact backflip, a purple shooting star in deep collison against three massive swords that merged into an enormous emperiyan blade.

The Evergrande G - tubers shielded this eyes from the spectacular but devastating moment, inhaling destruction before them. Blazes of purple fires snaked around the lower left corner of the massive hall, L5 abandoning the sword bird goma now being roasted in a burst finish under the flames. Light, feeling dizzily over swept by the blazing heat, lost his footing and gasped in shock, quickly in hesitation to grab along the ledge of the beam.

"Light!" The tamers yelled in distressed unison, Storm dashing over to witness his friend's plunging death scene.

It not long before a Leoleaus held his gravitational weight against the banner, a very tiny spinning top possessing the ability to downlift a human being.

"Light!" Storm exhaled in deep concern, softly slapping his cheeks from unconsciousness. Feeling startled at the thought of his partner goma saving his friend's life, Arthur Jousselin regained confidence as he did not back his friend down. Leaving him slumped against the walls of Jeux de Societe Sapphire, Storm felt as if deeply hurting friends was not the way how Dragoma was played. Even Zera had the same pondering thought.

"You will pay for what you have done to Light!" Thundering blue sparks jostled around the taller gray haired DJ, charging up his G - spirit in revenge against Luinra's dirty deeds. "And now it's my turn to show you what Leoleaus can do! Shelter Defense!"

The Goma Gimmick Lion draguz immediately extended claws and jaws from it's layer, burning digitally blue while the red Assualt driver allowed it a quick mode change from Survive to Star.

The gleaming Layer immediately transformed into a legendary lunar blue lion, glaring red orbs, fangs lashed out into a mighty roar, while static yellow sparks madly fizzed around it's slender body.

[Kitty Kitty, Oh my. What an impressive feline pet you have, Arthur. The ringmaster for Leoleaus! Too bad it's going to get locked up in it's foul cage by your careless mistakes . A sorrowing end to your poor little kitty and the red headed idiot of yours. Go ahead and tame me with your whip. Every special move is pretentious to my soul. And that includes yours!]

"Soul?" Zera whispered in extreme confusion, re-allocating the monster's words again.

Unleashing a feral yell, Storm began to fiercely point forwards, his G - spirit almost bursting like a shattering thermos tube. "With all of your strength, Leoleaus. Roar down on this earth and paralyze this creature into a Overdrive finish! Fang Attack!"

Right upon reaction, the jaws and claws extended more than it was capable of, a quick flashback darted back in his head the first time Storm trained with his partner goma.

| "Why won't it work!?" 7 year old Arthur complained in an unfair tone, lobbing the goma into a deep wedge between the rocks that lined the creek.

Disheveling into soft tears, the spiky haired boy sniffled as he abandoned L3 murking through the soft current, another cheerful voice got him whirling around with a gasp.

A stranger around the same age as him came along to the same location where he and his family were camping. He featured a weird hairstyle, red slicked to the left as if he just got recently windswept by the barber. His lithe athletic body got him hopping over the creek before finishing his performance off with a astounding flip.

He timidly bent down to retrieve the goma stuck between the cracks of the creek, extending out a hand to meet him.

"I believe you lost this. This must be yours. Correct? I'm Light. Nice to meet you!"

"Storm." Arthur uneasily fidgeted as he glanced at his goma again. "Special Move."

"Claws and Jaws? No worry!" Light excitedly shook Storm's hand as the gray jacketed boy yelped in surprise, nursing his sore wrist before huffing on it to ease the pain. The red haired boy contiued to elaborate his speech. "With your G - spirit coming soon, you will be able to master this lion, no matter what. Like what I do with Rexcalius here. - I guess my parents are calling me for lunch. See ya!" |

"Now!" Storm's eyes snapped open into a somber stare and yelled out a command as Leoleaus created a population of lightning bolts speeding towards Luinra.

[Shock me with surprise! What a terrible move ! I can't wait to smother you into 3 exotic steaks! L5, you know what to do!]

Part of the A12 section where Storm firmly held ground, began to violently tremble. Leoleaus bounced like a inflatable ball across each rocky platform, maintaining it's balance across the shockwaves. The lightning projectiles that was originally sparked for Luinra was now reversed into inverted bolts heading for it's target.

"Leoleaus!" Storm cried out in despondent warning.

It was not long before the bolts crashed down, another foreign goma swooped into the scene to rescue the lion Goma Gimmick.

A convulsing explosion of rocks and smoke blew in every direction, the G - tubers managing to cough out the rubble.

"Fellscyther!" Ryuk panted as she jogged to the scene in heavy concern lacing her heart. Thankfully the scythe-wielding shadow cat in it's signature cloak sufficed minor damage. A tiny crack to it's lunar blue spring blade slider.

Unfortunately for Leoleaus, Storm could now whine in deep sorrow. Light heavily scathed and unconscious from the heat, his wrists and hands bloodied from the plethora of steel beams he attempted to cling on. And now Leoleaus was rumbled beneath the heaps of concrete and scarred cardboard, the layer damaged into clean halves.

'I failed you Leoleaus. I just wish this didn't happen.' Storm kneeled down in defeat, cautiously picking up the deflated claws of L3. A tear trickled down his cheek as he heard Young!Light's voice in his head. 'With your G - spirit coming soon, you will be able to master this lion, no matter what. Like what I do with Rexcalius here.' Squeezing his eyes shut to ward off the destructive scene, Storm decided to leave the remnants of his partner goma behind and quickly aid Light.

Meanwhile, Zera and Rajaion, along with Zankye and Cyprus sheltered themselves in one of the bathroom/eat outs near the pool. They cautiously gazed through the window, eagerly watching Alycia's bravery to fully diminish the vile creature.

Perched on the stage of La Grande Scene by Kid Expo, the 20 year old girl with a big passion to dragoma imagined a hologramed crowd and the finals of the main World championships. With her luck toughened out, a menacing howl greeted her warm heartedly, the dragon goma peacefully spun near her proximity.

"You!" Teeth bared while emitting out a light growl, Ryuk harshly whipped out her launcher with F3 locked on. "You placed so many gomas and lives in danger! You wrecked our major fun and decided to drive innocent kids away from this desolate place! Sapphire and Rising Star had no right to invite you in!"

[Less talking, more battling. Wasn't that the major deal? An bright excelling Uni student still living with her mom . How pitiful! She still believes to be one of France's top tamers? We'll place her to the test of top tamers. Hang in there my queen . Let me assist you on a lovely battle.]

"Implying me for a romantic date?" Shinigami screwed up her face into revolting disgust with this hideous beast and quickly launched F3, "I think not! Fellscyther! Hunt Launch!"

F3's Layer began to gleam a blue and silver, allowing it's atomic driver to circle around it's opponent. Out of all the available choices Luinra had, the G - tubers realized that the dragon goma did not possess a special type. Meaning it constantly leaped from Raour to Blar to Yenn and lastly Gronn.

An ungodly fell dragon hiding it's full potential of possibilities from revealing it's true form.

'Ring around the rosie.'

A plethora of red rose petals came showering down in front of the jumbotron screen as if confetti rained down on a special but memorable event. This is what was supposed to happen at the main World Championships, right after the finals where the winner would be crowned champion with a trophy. But instead, the harmless petals that were fluttering down towards the stage floor changed trajectory, bombarding on their target like speeding knives. The red projectiles impaled the floor in less than 5 seconds straight, Ryuk uplifted into a bolt from the blue.

"Clever tactic. Swooning me into a trance with your dirty deed. Talk about airborne, I would love to participate with the petals! Go Fellscyther! Soaring Double Strike!"

The layer slowed down as purple blazed alight. Emerging from the radiating glow was the signature figure of Death in cat form wielding two bladed scythes.

Expecting F3 to directly attack L5, Marco nodded in astonishing silence as Ryuk's partner goma bolted off for the jumbotron, the scythes shredding an enormous line through the expensive bezel display. The back of the screen held a population of green and red lights to maintain the HD quality and high rendering pixels. They immediately sparked to death as F3 reached the very top, flipping over to bombard back towards the floor like a shooting star.

Using the extra power of gravity, F3 crash landed on the floor just AFTER it failed to make contact with the opposing draguz. Luinor L5 teleported towards the top of the screen before complicated wires and switches behind twitched into violent snaps, the stability of the screen wobbling in distress.

"Ryuk! Watch out!" Storm and Light warned from atop of the rubble of the food court.

Shinigami gasped as she glanced up towards a frame of metal and glass leaning on her. Mentally noting to herself to dash out of the area, she held back for F3.

Light swooped in and managed to successfully flee the area just before the 30 ton screen could crush the both of them.

"What in the world were you thinking?" Zankye threw his hands up in deep disappointment towards Shinigami's potent mistake.

Ryuk sighed in deep silence as she exhaled with a confused shake, "I don't know. F3 was in potential distress, I had the urge to save my goma. It my mistake to carry the scythes all the way here. I guess it's overdrived for good."

Her shivering mind tried to recall her buddy referee, Romain currently out of sight from the chaotic plunder. It seemed the blonde must have discovered a secret vault from Hall 7, conducting his early disappearance from the expansive mess.

4 Down. Only one more to go. I guess it's my turn to escort Zera into his final battle against me. Oh well. Here I go.

"Nevermind F3. Where did Falco go?" Zera pondered out loud as the rest of the team gravely searched in sight of the raven haired girl.

Zankye shuffled towards one of the booths, unearthing a broken Divide' driver from one of the shelves, "Bizzare. I found Nagariel in a overdrive finish."

"Not possible. She was here next to me!" Zera complained in deep concern, wallowing out his true ripped feelings for his only girlfriend.

"I could only conclude Nagariel's farewell due to the reverse rotation on her goma. That's what caused Divide' to become unstable of free spinning against the wall. Her grieving loss is still yet unexplained." Ryuk thoroughly elaborated as she casually walked towards the hole and glided her hands over the green plastic shards lying remnant in it's makeshift lair. "I could only conclude one thing."

"Anyone humbly looking for this?" a non chalant voice purred in deep satisfaction, pleasured to have caught their attention. The Nagariel tamer gagged and knocked out.

"FALCO!" Zera cried out despondently, Rajaion R3 repetitively bumping against the makeshift efface heartlessly formed by Luinra.

"I don't re-call this tamer in the Championships." Cyprus whispered in caution. Zankye shrugged on the same page, "Me neither."

"Who in the world is that?" Light wondered outloud, keeping his childish snugs on a bored Storm.

"Apparently that demon possessed asshole is my best friend who heartlessly followed me all the way from north Germany just so that I can fall under his disgusting sins!" Zera crossly retaliated, fiercely gazing at his rival with a somber stare.

"My bro! Please calm down from your harsh tones and your 'wicked' statis. I only came here to ruin your ultimate Dragoma Party bash with your lovely ladies and the home bros! Wait! Who knocked Falco out? I guess it was the only champagne around here! Including Nagariel, feeling too drunk to even notice it bursted on it's own. You know what?"

Marco raised his hand and snapped his finger. Every member from the Evergrande G - tubers: Ryuk, Light, Storm, Zankye, and Cyprus deliberately froze, filtering the Zera's surroundings in sepia while just both him and Seidlitz were fully colored.

"Let's have a private two sided conversation . Let's start with your family." Seidlitz paced around, patiently listening into his lovely words.

"My family ventured out to see Paris." Zera casually kept his glare as he maintained his somber blaze, "I came here with Falco to achieve the World Championships together. Hadn't you intervened, I could have been crowned champion by now."

"Believe or not world!" Seidlitz boasted in treason. "An incompetent autistic baby came 8 hours here to win a stupid box full of plastic toys and a food container. How embarrassing! You're all alone? Aw, how would it be like if your mommy or daddy were thrilled to hear that you won an idiotic tournament for little kids. Face it! Your parents despised you from birth! They rightfully threw away your childhood album! The tiny static connection in your brain. Can't read other people's emotions. Can't recognize their facial feelings. These are the traits to an autistic fueled piece of shit. To finally wrap things up, my dear Matthew.~"

"Don't you dare speak of that name!" Zera growled in retaliation, fisting R3 tightly in his hands.

"Oh? I guess then your not born for this world. You were born for MY WINGS OF DESPAIR AND MY BREATH OF RUIN!"

With Luinra unleashed, Zera had a split second of hesitation to either launch R3 from his Dual Threat or hand launch it like Free does.

"Never!" Zera screamed in agitation, feeling incited to use all of his G - spirit to tear and devour the demon apart in Marco. Rajaion spun drastically to the left, the polyethene plated tip of Bearing drive keeping it's dense stability at the edge of the stage before tilting back up to the platform. "Rajaion! Final Guard!"

A Luminscent red shield began to sphere around the dragon king goma, Luinra snaking though various options and tactics to destroy Rajaion apart.

"Shielding. Not bad. Let's see if you could deflect away my nice kisses." Marco smirked in pleasure, as he commanded L5 to charge for R3. Luinor roared in heretic cries, using it's powerful ice bladed isosceles to transpierce through the shield.

Lines began to tear through but did not show any sign of cracking.

Luinor grew furious and began to attack from every side. The 5 spikes on Redemption began to transvale into 6, each edge giving out an speeding advantage.

"Kisses? You're so gross! Whoever the fuck you are in Marco's body, I wish you never existed!" Zera almost puked at the imagery of both gomas in love.

"We'll see when the right time comes . But for now, you were wondering where my special move was?" Seidlitz stepped backwards, spreading his arms while closing his eyes as if he was dreaming.

Zera could only watch in numbed shock.

Marco Seidlitz completely merged with Heretic Luinra Jolt - Chain Redemption. Tamer to Dragoma. The heretic vile beast to demolish the hall and capture Zera's soul.

"HeRe It iS!" Emitting out the loudest agitating roar ever, Luinra Marco spread his wings as the dragon took to the skies.

"Wha-!? Holy shit, Marco!? What the fuck did you just do!?" Rickers despondently howled as if he was forced to quit the battle too early.

"MeRginG. oNE SoUL." Intently gunning it's gaze down to the dragon king, Luinra Marco licked in predilection to feed off of his only lover.

"But, how am I not able to do that with Rajaion or Galahad!?" Zera screwed his eyes shut before commanding Rajaion to take to the skies. "I had enough of this! It's time to finish this! Final Guard!"

R3's avatar appeared, a tad crack to it's magenta colored dragonstone. Roaring in retaliation while diving in on Luinra Marco, the Tamer merged goma simply smirked while whirling around, swooping in to transpierce it's ice bladed isosceles right into the dragonstone heart of Rajaion.

With a despondent dying whine, R3 bursted into a dramatic loss. The evil dragon king began to rake down Rajaion, the bearing drive shattered to pieces. With R3 suffering an Overdrive finish, Zera sensed defeat was not over by a long shot.

"Rajaion....." the brown haired boy faltered into tears as Zera rushed forward to pick up the shattered polythine driver of Bearing.

It's not over yet. I can feel it in my heart. You can mock me as much as you like, Luinra. Nothing stands in our way against your demonic bullshit deeds. C'mon buddy. You're my final resort.

With only his Galahad left, he exhaled in deep confidence, fisting it tightly in his hand before loading it on his launcher.

"Together we go! Trilight Guardian of the Cosmos! Dragoma Rush!" With a powerful rush launch, Galahad wobbled due to weak stability and miracously continued to spin.

"Galahad?" Zera blinked back superfaction as the space unicorn struggled to gain it's spin velocity.

"AbSoRbinG YouTh. TheRe is No wAy tO fUeL yOuR TaMeR's SpiRiT nOw! SpEciAL MoVe! ExPiRaTiON!"

Completely unaware, Luinra growled demonically as dark hearted sharp blades sliced through the space unicorn like a hunter's trap.

"GALAHAD!!!" Devastation deeply grasping his heavy heart, Zera's mouth began to seep out blood as tiny cracks in his glasses envisioned his 3D printed goma an Overdrive finish. The charcoal horns as contact points completely tore off as the metal spheres flew and rolled away from the destructive scene. The Tri - Estrella disk and frame clattered near the food stand while the Tachyon driver landed near the torn walls. The purple layer itself alighted near Marco's boots, rage running through the blonde haired villian to darkly crush it with his foot. He immediately reverted back from merging form, Luinra now held in his hand.

Falling deeply unconcious due to heavy tramutization, Zera's pupils dashed north in shocked defeat, his whole body lurching forward motionless on the ground, leg twitching in anxious spasm.

"My languished vessel has fell into unconsciousness. The Dragon King and the Space Unicorn deemed to duty their power against me. I guess I proved them wrong. " Seidlitz smirked while glancing at the frozen G - tuber members. Now he had the freedom to seductively issue one last vile act on his precious friend. "Such a charming little coward."

The Luinra tamer slowly pushed Zera's glasses away from the boy's shell shocked expression, rattling the frame on the ground while easily crunching the glass underfoot. With the spectacles ruined into a disheveled antenna, Marco wickedly laughed as he placed his foot on Zera's head. With brown strands shuddering in distress from the force of his weight pressured onto the side, Marco began twisting his foot, stretching cheek skin around until a deep crack was forged into the poor boy's skull.

"For once, I admired your friendship . But for now, I'll meet you somewhere else . I'll be looking to battling you in the future . I'm prepared for round 2 , you son of a bitch. Just between you and me."

Marco snarled out his smirk, raising Luinra until he plunged the whole goma to the floor in the middle of the hall. Purple darkness outstretched across the constructive rubble, flashing to show that the Kid Expo Hall 7 was no more.