A Rival's Mercy: Aftermath
Dinohumon was... apprehensive, as he approached the end of the ravine. The Gloaming forces had stayed to secure the area, but supplies were beginning to run out, and many had begun foraging. Sorcerymon, his... well, prisoner he supposed, was staying back where he'd told him to. At this point if he tried to run then he'd be picked off easily by one of the other soldiers. Rounding a curve of rock, he steeled himself as he came in sight of his immediate commander for this mission... and her "little" brother.
Lady Luna was lounging on a rock outcropping, gently running her claws through the mane of white hair that Thresh sported (He wasn't sure why the powerful Champion hadn't been given a rank akin to his sister's, but his was not to question why). The Lekismon was an inscrutable presence, always seeming to have a coy smile, even as her eyes seemed devoid of any emotion. Her brother's presence, and the two Dokugumon back at the main fortress were the only times that anything seemed to reach those crimson orbs. One ear cocked, and she looked up in his direction. Thresh gave a light growl at the cessation of the petting, one amber eye cracking open to discern the cause, before grunting in recognition at seeing Dinohumon, and settling back down. The powerful champion had been more than willing to smack the smaller supposedly more agile mon around in the name of training, but once again Dinohumon had been rapidly, impossibly outclassed far too quickly.
"So, Dinohumon. You have something to report?" He takes a knee to deliver his news.
"Lady Lekismon, I have captured a prisoner... and I am unfamiliar with the protocol." He was still then, awaiting instructions.
"And where is the prisoner now?"
"He is-"
"I am here, miss." Dinohumon's head whipped up and around, seeing Sorcerymon step out from behind the rock outcropping. His wand is holstered across his back, and his hands are held low, the common sign of non-aggression for spell-casters. He walks up, and then gives a polite bow from the waist, before looking at Dinohumon. "Forgive me for not following your instructions to the letter, but I felt that so long as I stayed at least in your vicinity I would be able to avoid any grave misunderstandings."
Dinohumon can't find any holes in that logic, so he sighs and lets it go; only to see Lady Luna looking between him and the Sorcerymon. "How very interesting. You captured him then, Dinohumon?"
"I... accepted his surrender. The condition I found him in... It would... not have been honorable to kill him." Thresh and Luna seem to exchange glances at that for some reason, before the wommon gestures for him to continue. "As I have taken him prisoner, it is my duty to see that he is treated well. On my honor I swear it will be so."
Lady Luna blinks at that, before a small smile that actually seems to reach her eyes flickers across her face. "Commendable. You are to continue in this duty. And I am happy to inform you that your request to aid the Gloaming through the acquisition of funds has been approved. Our liaison with Bulwark has arranged transportation."
Dinohumon perks up, before glancing at the still standing Sorcerymon. "And my prisoner?" Lady Luna gives an airy, almost negligent wave.
"You can take him with you. I trust in your and Youkomon's capabilities to keep a single mon under control, especially one so well behaved." She looks intently at Sorcerymon, and Dinohumon sees the other champion looking back just as intently... before the corners of his eyes crinkle.
"Of course miss, I would hardly be so craven and rude as to besmirch the young mon's honor when he has put it on the line in such a manner. I assure you, I will do the utmost to see that I am no trouble to him during this task."
Lady Luna's eyes crinkle as well behind her own mask, as she nods. "Very well. You have three days to reach the nearest town, and the transport that has been arranged there." There's a crunch of claws on scree, before Youkomon herself appears. The animalistic mon grabs up her partner off the ground with two of her tails, and gives a glare and a snort at Sorcerymon.
"Youkomon, we have to take him with us." Another snort and a growl. "He's not been any trouble so far!" Another growl and a snort of flames this time. "Youkomon... I promised." That finally seems to break through the other mon's reticence, and with an air of ill grace, Sorcerymon is swept off his feet into one of the tails as well. As she takes off without even a "by your leave" from Lady Luna, Dinohumon twists to see her expression.
The Lekismon has returned to stroking her brother's mane, a contemplative look on her face. Seeing Dinohumon's attention, she raises her other paw, and wiggles the claws in a "goodbye". And then they're around the bend and off to their next assignment.