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It had taken months of nearly ceaseless work, but he'd finally completed his self-given project of dismantling, cleaning, repairing, reconstructing, and tuning up all of the motorcycles in the Hangar. Feeling the satisfaction of a job well done, Kazami had gone to the Sensoriums to work off some kinks he'd been feeling while lifting the last of the engines into place and bolting it in.
Of course, being in the Sensoriums, it tended to work off of his mind. As he was working out, the first of the monsters had attacked.
It was now a good few hours later. The gymnasium he'd constructed in the Sensoriums lay in ruins, rubble charred and spattered with blood, foam, and parts of monsters, mutants, and cyborgs. Kamen Rider V3 panted heavily before raising his arms again, standing off against the four men who surrounded him in a semi-circle.
The first to speak was a dark man in red and gold armor, like a Teutonic knight of old. He bore the symbol of a scorpion on his chest. "Rrrrrriiider V3." Doktor G jabs an axe at V3 accusingly. "You may have beaten us in solo combat in the past, but can you withstand the full fury of Destron's Commandants working together?"
"Of course he can't. He could barely beat us alone!" This from the second man, with blue skin, and wearing animal skins and a mammoth skull on his head. Baron Tusk, master of Africa's dark magics, had been a fearsome foe. V3 answers them by sliding a foot back.
The third, an elderly man wearing tattered robes and absurdly long facial hair, shakes his head. "It shall be Archbishop Wing of the Destron Winged Corps that brings him down!"
The final member, a man with crablike armor and a mace for a fist, laughs. "No. It shall be a true warrior to bring Kamen Rider V3 to meet his doom." He jabs his mace at V3. "I! Marshall Yoroi! I will be his undoing."
V3 spreads his hands out, lowering his body a little. "Either way, it will end as it did before. The four of you are too busy bickering to stand a chance." Still, he can't just charge in. Doktor G and Marshall Yoroi had been terrifying foes before, alone. Now... Well, he'd just have to be more careful. Especially now, he was tired and didn't have the full use of his powers like he used to when he fought these four before.
However, it was unlucky for him that the Sensoriums had a cracked door the entire time. So much for properly locking it.
Of course, being in the Sensoriums, it tended to work off of his mind. As he was working out, the first of the monsters had attacked.
It was now a good few hours later. The gymnasium he'd constructed in the Sensoriums lay in ruins, rubble charred and spattered with blood, foam, and parts of monsters, mutants, and cyborgs. Kamen Rider V3 panted heavily before raising his arms again, standing off against the four men who surrounded him in a semi-circle.
The first to speak was a dark man in red and gold armor, like a Teutonic knight of old. He bore the symbol of a scorpion on his chest. "Rrrrrriiider V3." Doktor G jabs an axe at V3 accusingly. "You may have beaten us in solo combat in the past, but can you withstand the full fury of Destron's Commandants working together?"
"Of course he can't. He could barely beat us alone!" This from the second man, with blue skin, and wearing animal skins and a mammoth skull on his head. Baron Tusk, master of Africa's dark magics, had been a fearsome foe. V3 answers them by sliding a foot back.
The third, an elderly man wearing tattered robes and absurdly long facial hair, shakes his head. "It shall be Archbishop Wing of the Destron Winged Corps that brings him down!"
The final member, a man with crablike armor and a mace for a fist, laughs. "No. It shall be a true warrior to bring Kamen Rider V3 to meet his doom." He jabs his mace at V3. "I! Marshall Yoroi! I will be his undoing."
V3 spreads his hands out, lowering his body a little. "Either way, it will end as it did before. The four of you are too busy bickering to stand a chance." Still, he can't just charge in. Doktor G and Marshall Yoroi had been terrifying foes before, alone. Now... Well, he'd just have to be more careful. Especially now, he was tired and didn't have the full use of his powers like he used to when he fought these four before.
However, it was unlucky for him that the Sensoriums had a cracked door the entire time. So much for properly locking it.
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It was Phillip's style of combat, dodging until there was a big opening.
Though seeing Baron Tusk grow like that, he whistled. "Interesting."
Leaping back even further, he pulled out the Cyclone Memory and he de-transformed in a blast of wind as he barked, "Come, Fang!"
There was a loud screech as Fang ran out of nowhere and leaped into Phillip's hand as he flattened it, flipping it around.
"Henshin!" Proclaimed Phillip, slotting Fang into his belt and transforming into the white armored rider as he pumped the tail twice to eject the arm blades.
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Archbishop Wing and Marshall Yoroi hesitate for only a second longer, before the Archbishop hurls his robes aside, transforming into Zombie Bat as he does so. "It's only fair that we match your transformations with our own, Kamen Rider Cyclone!"
Marshall Yoroi chuckles to himself, grabbing his cape, and whirls it over his face, body and armor shifting into spikes, with a black and orange shell. The mace in his hand turns into a claw, which he jabs in Fang's direction. "Now you face Crawganna and Zombie Bat!" And without further warning, he whirls into an attack. Despite the armor turning into shells and thick bat wings, the two of them are faster than before.