After a while, as the officiants left, the dust settled. The Ez8 emerged, standing on top of the Demon with beam sabres extended, the Perfect Grade goliath flat against the ground. Its eyes flashed red with rage, before leaning out of the way of vulcan fire from the Demon, throwing the saber into the Demon's main camera, impaling the head and disabling the vulcans. The Ez8BD took a two-handed reverse grip, angling the blade downwards at the disabled machine. Miles glanced at the timer, which read EXAM: -367 seconds. He wiped sweat from his brow, looking downwards, readying himeslf to deliver the coup de grace. Maneki's voice suddenly rang through the intercom.
"Greetings, Mr Dodger."
"Yamada..." He replied, a tint of rage in his voice.
"Congratulations, you've won."
Miles stayed silent for a moment, headache growing ever stronger in his brain as the timer continues to tick down. "...what are you playing at?"
"Oh, noting at all. You see, after years of research, there was a certain incident where someone lost their ability to interface with plavsky particles. I've merely replicated the conditions so that the loser would suffer the same fate."
"What do you mean? That's impossible."
"With Plavsky particles, the possibility is endless. Go ahead, give it a try. Take your victory. You deserve it, do you not?"
"You..." Miles began, but couldn't finish as the Demon reached out with both of its beam claws.
"Now, Sarra... finish him." Maneki ordered. "He should be relatively weak at this point. It seems that my delay tactics have worked."
"I-is it true? What you said?" Sarra managed to mutter.
"Of course not, merely a bluff." Maneki lied. "Anything to win, right, A.N.N.E.K.E?"
"Indeed, Mr. Maneki. Victory is paramount." The robotic voice chimed in.
Miles pushed his control spheres forwards, pushing against the force of the Demon's claws, dropping to one knee. 'Is this how it will have to end?' he thought. 'One of us, never able to battle again?' The Ez8 fired its chest missiles at point blank range, rupturing the Demon's abdomen and sending them flying apart, both of them redoubling their effort as their gunplas charged towards each other for one final clash. A million emotions and thoughts seemed to run through Miles' head, manifesting in only one sentence. "Sarra... I can't let this happen... not to you." The Ez8 slowed to a halt, dropping his beam saber. Miles released his control spheres, his hands curling into a fist.
"He took the bait, Sarra! Destroy him!" Maneki insisted.
"Sarra. Destroy him." ANNEKE chimed in once more. Edit as you'd like! @_@
The Demon struck the Ez8 with both its claws, eviscerating it in a massive explosion.
"BATTLE END!"