Champion of Metal

Next in Line is Flintmon's Master Level: Irondramon! Only 2 more to go, and all the master levels will be complete *dies from so much drawings.* But wait, Alpha there is still more work to do! Oh right, let's get on with the show!

Type: Virus
        Element: Metal
        Ancestors: Dragons's Roar. Metal being. Androids. The Forceful Tyrant of Nonrusting Metal.
Personality: Nearly the same as his rookie form, though, gritty when it comes to being polite and having manners. He mostly grumbles and huffs with annoyance most of the time, that may be due to a portion of his body being replaced with digitchromazoid metal. (Even some of his bones and internal organs!) The little pack along his spine is a magnetic field generator, which takes a little of the weight off his footsteps, and aids in some of his attacks.

Attacks: Multi-Fire Missiles ( The generator on his backs makes a humming sounds, as he crouches low to the ground. Then all the blue capsules rise into the air, launching at his enemy in groups of two.)
              Trip Wire Claw ( The segmented portions of his claws, retract inward, then they jut forward as he drives his talons into the ground. Then cords of blue energy sprouts from the earth, trapping and stumbling the limbs of his target, hitting them with painful stings.)
               Ion Tail. ( The end of his tail tip, starts to spins rapidly, a spider web-like casing forming from the bladed ends. Then a powerful orb blasts from the blaster, rocketing at the unlucky soul. Irondramon does this in a secession of four shots.)
               Iron Jaw. ( Extends his mouth, using the joints and hydraulics at each side, his teeth become covered in a dull silver energy, pouncing on his prey his locks his jaws over anything in front of it. Not letting go and waves of energy ebb off his head.)
               Welded Steel Blitz ( Charges  up his tail blaster, slowly coming low to the ground. Irondramon's body begins to glow in a dull silver light. His generator sends out pulses of magnetic energy, it makes all his capsules rise into the air again, but spin in tight circles of groups of three this time. Irondramon's lets out a mighty roar, and a stream of red energy blasts of of his tail, in time of the spinning wheels of capsules. The wheels and beam combine to form a deadly spiraling cone: which hits his foe with great froce. Though it drains him like a battery.)
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