"Well, Charles.. and Nookie..." Taira began, but was cut off by Nookie.

"Derik...please...please call me Derik."

Breathing deeply in a sigh, Taira restarted. "Well, Charles and Derik..." They nodded with pleasure.. "Do you mind telling me exactly what you were doing watching me bathe or do I have to get Foxmon here to kill you?" Foxmon spitted up some water and glared at the two.

Charles stuttered, "You see we were out scouting and we have never seen a female Humon before. Our partner was to busy looking for food and some kids. We apologize."

This caused Taira to nearly drop her makeshift towel. "P-Partner...There is more kids out there then the ones I know. Male? Female? Age?!" She had moved forward and was shaking the one called Derik. "DETAILS YOU SEAL REJECT!"

A cough came from behind a bush as a boy walked out carrying fruits (Or what looked as close to oranges as possible). Taira stopped and fell back into the water blushing, covering herself with water up to her chin. The boy smiled and blushed turning his back to her. "Sorry... I didn't see you there, I just heard my digimon talking and someone yelling. Guess I found someone.. Please get dressed." Taira scrambled out of the water, speechless at all the intruders and went behind a bush trying hard to put on her still damp clothing. "Can I turn around yet?" The boy asked seemingly annoyed.

Chris growled in irritation as Gizamon pulled him back. He fell into step with the others, grumbling quietly. He looked at his digivice again, but couldn't see any sign of Kamika or Sayu. He put it away, then cursed loudly. They were walking into the middle of a sandstorm or something, and the sand in his face was murder. He thought for a second, and then undid his bandanna. The bandanna was then retied to cover most of his face, but still let him see enough of where he was going. "GIZAMON! How much further is it?!"

His question was subsequently answered by his collision with something large sticking out of the desert sands.

"OW!"

Gizamon, Sayu's digivice tied on a cord around his neck, stuck his tongue out at Chris, then giggled when he bumped into the Diggermon that had come out of no where. Extraordinarily disgruntled, the Diggermon, with a disgusted look at Chris, buried back under the sand.

"We're still a few hours away. I don't suppose any of you silly humans thought you'd need to pack food and water?" Gizamon was highly amused. He remembered that, before Sayu had split up with them, she had grabbed a canteen and filled it with water. And still had it with her. Smart of Sayu, that. Exceedingly amused at the 'Destined's situation, he led them on in a better mood.

"You could've warned us!" complained Isthian, "No, I didn't... But we've gone too far to just turn around and go back. So we should keep on going! Besides, as I was saying to Fi earlier, in places like this world, we're bound to stumble into a tropical paradise any moment now!" He grinned back at Fiona with eager eyes.

"I thought I'd said I wasn't coming back out here without some shade," a suddenly surprised Wollymon remarked to no-one in particular.

"Um... yeah!" said Fiona, coming out of her own little trance. "I mean, logically, um... if... thingy... er... uh... Isthian!" she said, pointing back to him. "You explained it to me very well. What'd you say again?"

Chris jumped back in alarm as he saw the Diggermon, and then ran ahead to catch up with the rest after it had tunneled back down into the sand. He caught up just in time to hear Gizamon's comment. Chris then held up the shiny metal insulated canteen he'd grabbed from Divermon/Scubamon's house before they left. "I got some water, but no food." His eyes were constantly scanning the desert and his digivice for any sign of Kamika or, heaven forbid, Sayu.

Taira did her best to try and look okay, but with wet clothing and wet hair that wasn't really working. She put her goggles on around her neck and put her darkened hair behind her ears. Then she tried to make her clothing look decent, among other things, but had to leave it be. Crossing her arm across her chest she allowed him to turn around. Mostly she wanted to see what he was doing and what he looked like.

He turned around holding back a huge smile. This boy had greenish blue eyes and jet black hair that was cut above his ears and curled. "Sorry my boys scared you. These digimon have no manners unless you really work on them." His voice was semi-low and had an almost Australian accent, but more American. When he smiled Taira couldn't help but smile back.

"They only saw me in my birthday suit, but I guess that isn't so bad as long as they don't do it again... Uh... I'm Taira Futeki... You can call me Teegs though..." Why did I say that, she wondered.

"Well Teegs I'm...." For some reason the kid had to stop and pause. Taira studied him more. He was dressed in very gothic clothing. Baggy black pants that were close to the same material as hers and a red undershirt that was covered with a black over shirt. "Damen..." He moved closer to shake her hand. The chains from his pants clanged and Teegs shook his hand. The grip firm and long, also very pale. Taira looked at his face that was no longer covered by his bangs. His make-up was gothic too. Black lines came down from the edge of his eyes... like he was crying black out of the wrong corner. He smiled and Taira saw what looked to be natural fangs.

"Nice to meet you Damen... Now what were you doing really...."

Isthian gave a startled little jump, and looked guilty and caught. "Oh! Um... Well, it, uhh..." He honestly couldn't remember what his argument had been, but he wasn't about to lose face by admitting it. "See, so, the forest was right next to the desert, right? So where was the forest getting its water from? A tropical paradise, clearly! So obviously there's gonna be a lush oasis somewhere close! All we need to do is keep going and we'll find it!" Thian nodded, happily confident in his bluff.

The talk gradually died off to a dreary silence, as heat and fatigue took their toll. They had been walking for over an hour before anything else happened, excepting the occasional distant Diggermon sighting. So it was a startling break in the monotony of the march when Thi spotted a figure dressed all in black ahead and to the right. "Hey!" he cried. "Look, I see her!"

Wollymon blinked dazedly at Mushroomon, whom he was walking next to. "I can't remember... Were we supposed to find Sayu before we made it to MetalSeadramon, or not? I'm all confused..."

Sayu scowled in annoyance, but she stopped and waited for them, anyway. She'd hoped to get away from them all, and though she hadn't succeeded, she reluctantly admitted to herself that this was for the better.

Gizamon ran up to his Partner, a great big smile of relief on his face. After returning Sayu's digivice to her, he led the group on in the direction of the sea. In fact, if the kids looked really really hard, they'd see a speck of blue on the horizon...

Puttimon was ECSTATIC! If they found Sayu WITHOUT help of the digivice, then they'd definitely find Kamika. After all, Kamika did hold the digivice in her hands and that was good enough. She walked along side Isthian just in case they would manage to find Kamika. This way she'd be the first to see her.

Chris instinctively backed away a bit as they neared Sayu. He really, really, REALLY did not want to get beaten up again. The realization then dawned upon him that where Sayu was, Kamika should be. He pulled out his digivice and looked at it...

...but could see nothing. "WHAT? Where is she?!" Throwing all caution to the winds in his worry over her, he ran up to Sayu. "SAYU! WHERE IS SHE?! WHERE'S KAMIKA?"

"I guess we were supposed to find Sayu first! 'Cause...'cause she's right there after all..." Mushroomon responded.

Kyrainia rolled her eyes as Chris went into a hysterical rampage. "Oh good grief, loverboy. Obviously, she's not here. She's probably lost out there somewhere. Calm down. Screaming like a bloody banshee's not going to make the situation any better."

Sayu rose an eyebrow at Chris, eyes flashing dangerously. "I lost 'er. What, did ya expect me to let that whiny idiot follow me 'round?" She sneered at Chris. Gizamon sighed. Couldn't she ever be civil? Apparently not.

"Great, this is all we need. Kamika wandering around the desert, US probably going in the complete other direction." Christo said, exasperated. She sweatdropped at Sayu's complete inability to ever be pleasant. "I think I preferred it BEFORE we found her again," she said under her breath, to Labramon.

"Hush!" said Labramon, sharply, but secretly she couldn't help but agree.

Wollymon bounced happily at the wisdom of Mushroomon's response. "Yes, that's it! Thanks so much!" He smiled happily at the other Digi.

Chris growled in frustration. "HOW COULD YOU LOSE HER? She was following YOU in the first place to make sure you didn't get hurt! Now she's wandering around that desert out there all alone with no food, water, or digimon! What if she gets attacked! I will hold you responsible if anything has happened to her, Sayu!" His face was turning bright red as he got more worked up, and his fists were clenching and unclenching.

Kamika suffered under the wind and the sand. After all those WERE the key ingredients for a SANDSTORM. Covering much of her eyes with her arms, she attempted to walk through the storm and get out of it alive. There wasn't that much of a possibility but that's a-okay. She pulled out her digivice and noticed that she didn't have a signal of the others anymore. 'Great. . .There goes my last chance. . ' She thought. Her vision started to get hazy and her walking started to trudge even more than usual. 'This doesn't look good. . ' Was her last thought before she collapsed onto the sand, starting to get buried in the sand.

Sayu glowered. "S'it my fault she followed me? I don' like bein' followed. An' I'm used to desert travel; she's not. S'er own bad judgement." Sayu huffed. "'Sides, there're funner ways to kill people. You'll know soon, I'll be demonstratin' on you." She had been walking backwards as she snapped at him, she didn't hear Gizamon's warning over her own growling, and she had forgotten that they were very close to the sea - as in, within feet of it. So, of course, she toppled off the cliff that the desert had ended in and into the water. Gizamon hurriedly ran to the edge of the cliff and peered over the edge. No sign of his Partner.

"SAYU!" He shrieked. "SAAAAAAAAYUUUUUUUUUU!"

No, Sayu wasn't dead, despite what it appeared to those above water. She almost drowned, but not quite. Something grabbed her foot, and pulled her to a cave that, if you swam through a hole in the roof, brought you into a water-free cave-room, that had a hole in the floor that led back to the seacave. Sayu spluttered and coughed for a few minutes before turning to look at what had saved her life. The Betamon cocked his head worriedly.

"Are you alright, human?" He asked. Sayu, still catching her breath, could only nod and scowl. She hated water. "Are you a Digidestined?" He asked, all of a sudden. Sayu panted a moment before answering.

"Yeah." She wasn't going to be mean to the Digimon that saved her life, but she wasn't going to be nice to him, either. She pouted sullenly. Betamon didn't seem to notice.

"Then, perhaps, this is yours?" He asked, hurrying over to a little chest in the room, and pulling something out, dropping it into her hand. It was a tag. She recognized it as something some of the other kids had, but hers didn't have any design in it. Shrugging inwardly, she nodded.

"Yeah, I guess so." She put the tag around her neck, having nothing better to do with it. "How do I get back up to the surface?" She asked. The Betamon looked thoughtful.

"Can you swim?"

"No."

"Then I don't think you can." Betamon replied cheerfully. Sayu stared at him for a moment.

"WHAT?!"

Puttimon's eyes widened as she saw Sayu fall. "NO!!!!!!!!" She exclaimed, looking over the cliff. Her eyes started to water. "We can't lose someone else. . . No. . . This can't be possible!" If her partner had been there she would have collapsed into her arms but since she wasn't, Puttimon turned to the closest person and leaned against them, starting to cry. She just couldn't help it. It was all she could seem to do. Cry.

Fiona patted Puttimon sympathetically on the head. She was about ready to cry herself. Everyone around her was dying and she was far away from home and she didn't have her parents are even her teddy bear Mr. Squiggles with her... all this came rushing back, and Fiona gave in and started to sob. Hysterically. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I WANNA GO HOME! I WANT MY MR. SQUIGGLES!"

Christo, too, began to cry. "Everyone's dying and we can't do a thing to stop it! Is this what being a digidestined means?" she sobbed. She sat down, her legs dangling off the edge of the cliff, and looked down into the deep water.

"I didn't even like Sayu, but I don't think she deserved to drown... She grew up in a desert--couldn't even swim! She probably never had a chance..." she cried some more, some of her tears falling into the deep water that had supposedly claimed Sayu.

"And Kamika..." Christo, a normally straightforward girl, couldn't bring herself to speak any more. She was too choked up with tears.

Tears streaming down her face, she suddenly thought, 'I've kept so much inside.'

The sudden thought surprised her, but the more she thought about it--it was true.

'Every time something's hurt me, every time I've been sad, I haven't cried, I've just kept it all in. That time when we were fighting Puppetmon was probably the first time in months, and even then, not many tears... I suppose that's why I never had any friends; I hardly even talked to any one. I wonder if they miss me back at home?'

That thought of home did it. She stood up, and turned back towards the desert.

"I DON'T WANT TO BE A DIGIDESTINED ANY MORE!" she cried hysterically, "I'm going to find Kamika, and I'm going to find a way to get back home. Come on, Labra-chan!" Labramon didn't argue with her partner. Christo had been through a lot lately.

Christo turned towards Puttimon, smiling sadly, "Puttimon, will you come too? Kamika is your partner."

Puttimon gave a smile to Fiona for patting her on the head. Then she turned to Christo and wiped her tears. "You're going to go find Kamika?" She said hopeful. "I'll come! I'LL DEFINITELY COME!" She said as she started to jump up and down. "I want to find Kamika. . ."

"We'll be able to travel a lot faster if I digivolve," Labramon volunteered, "LABRAMON DIGIVOLVE TO.... SHIISAMON!"

"Alright!" Christo grinned through her tears, swinging herself and Puttimon up onto Shiisamon's back, and they bounded off into the desert.

It was a long time later when they finally got near Kamika. There was a sandstorm blowing, and Christo, shielding her eyes, checked her digivice for the umpteenth time.

"I'm picking up her signal!" she said, excitedly, but then her face fell a little, "But... it's very faint... what, is her digivice busted or something?"

Shiisamon closed her eyes, sadly, "More likely, she hasn't got much time left to live."

Puttimon smiled brightly as she rode on Shiisamon. "Yay! Thank you so much Christo. ." She said happily. Of course, that was BEFORE they arrived at the sandstorm. 'Kamika. . .' She thought with desperation.

Kamika, on the other hand, was still knocked out and getting buried more and more by the sand. In only a few minutes, most of her body was already buried. The only thing left was her head and her arms. At this rate, she would be COMPLETELY buried soon.

"Kamika! KAMIKA!" Christo yelled as Shiisamon stopped, and she vaulted off the large digimon's back. She ran towards Kamika, stumbling in the deep sand, and kneeled down by the older girl, trying to heave the sand off Kamika. It got under her fingernails and hurt but she didn't care. "Come on, Kamika, wake up, please! I'm gonna find a way to get us home, just wake up! Come on, don't you die on me as well!"

Meanwhile Shiisamon uttered a silent prayer, "Digital Gods, if you have never granted me anything before, grant me this. Let the digidestined of Care recover. Grant me this simple request."

Sayu glowered at Betamon. "There must be SOME way, dammit! Y'could at least go up an' tell 'em I'm -- " She stopped, a malicious smirk growing on her face. If they thought she was dead... "Actually, nevermind. How 'bout givin' me a tour o' this place?" Betamon seemed to cheer up at that suggestion, and the little Digimon nodded enthusiastically, before giving Sayu a tour of his cave.

Gizamon was sobbing while all this was going on. "I'm a bad Digidestined Partner! I let my 'Destined DIE! My whole life has just been one big mistake! I never shoulda wandered so far! Never shoulda let him find me! Never shoulda said I'd follow orders and spy on the Digidestined! IT'S MY LIFE! I never shoulda let him order me around! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" He wasn't even aware that he was ranting about stuff he hadn't wanted the Digidestined to find out.

Chris hadn't even noticed that they were near a cliff, and so was totally focused on Sayu. When she fell off the cliff, he was so completely stunned that he couldn't even react in time to grab her.

When Christo broke into tears and then went to go look for Kamika, Chris said, "Hey, I'll come, too." However, apparently nobody heard him, for Christo, Shiisamon, and Puttimon left without him. A swift digivolve by Tekumon ensued, and a few seconds later, Chris was flying after the group. However, when they hit the worst of the sandstorm, they got a bit blown off course. They landed quickly (a bit too quickly to really be safe, but yeahhh...) and looked around, but could see nothing. Finally, Chris had the thought to check his digivice. Success! He could see Christo's dot a bit off to the north, and next to it was... KAMIKA'S DOT! However, as he watched, Kamika's blue dot grew steadily dimmer.

"KAMIKAAAAA!" Chris jumped back on Saibdramon, and the two of them flew low through the sandstorm till they reached Christo and Kamika. Chris hopped off, and immediately saw the awful position she was in. He got right next to Christo and started trying to shove some of the sand off of Kamika that was burying her. After a few seconds, Saibdramon joined in.

Chris was almost in tears as he saw what a bad state she was in. "Come on, Kamika, wake up! You can't leave us now! We need you!" He then whispered, "I need you..."

"Chris!" Christo exclaimed, glad to see another friend.

Shiisamon came to help them un-bury Kamika, but with big clumsy paws instead of hands, couldn't do very much. Christo eventually told her partner to go and wait for them to get her out, as the largish digi was more likely to hit Kamika over the head. Finally Christo realized that they could just drag Kamika onto one of the digi's backs, and started to drag her out of the mound of sand that she had begun to call, "Kamika's personal hill."

Puttimon was ecstatic that they had both FOUND Kamika and that they were almost getting her out of the sand. The ONLY problem was that Kamika didn't seem to be very much. . . alive. . She would have tried to help but she couldn't really contribute to anything. Trying her best, she yanked Kamika out and yelled out loud over all the noise the storm was making. "WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO ABOUT THIS SANDSTORM?!"

Fiona had continued crying even as everyone had left. She quit crying eventually, wiped her eyes, looked around... and began sobbing again. "WAAAAAH! NOW THEY'RE GONE TOO! THEY'RE GONNA DIE AND SOON EVERYONE WILL BE GONE AND I CAN'T COOK AND I'M GONNA STARVE TO DEATH! WAAAAAAAAH!" she clutched onto Isthian and continued sobbing hysterically.

Kyrainia looked around a the few psychotic sobbing people left and suddenly wished that she had gone off to find a Kamika. At least she wouldn't have to be stuck with these nutcases. Figuring that most of the group was dead by now anyway, as that didn't faze her at all, she looked over the edge of the cliff and into the water. She sat down on the ground and watched the water. How bloody fascinating, eh?

Mushroomon was far more emotional. "But, but!! How can everyone be gone?!" he whined. "This isn't fair! Everyone needs to live and be happy! And chipper!! And--ooh, is that a butterfly?"

"Erm..." Isthian patted Fiona's back clumsily. "There, there! It's alright! I'm sure it's for the best, anyway. I mean, she was really kind of nasty... all that talk of killing people... Not the kind of girl I'D want to go to sleep next to! Probably wouldn't wake up again. So it's really not all that bad, you see?"

Wollymon was more interested in Mushroomon's amazing pronouncement. "Ooh, it is, it is! Wow, it's so pretty!" The little yellow smiley face bounced after the butterfly happily. His attention span was pitifully small.

Fiona sniffed a bit and got control of herself. "Yeah... I... guess you were right..." Sniff.

Christo pulled Kamika up onto Shiisamon's back. "GOOD QUESTION!" she replied to Puttimon, shouting above the sandstorm, "WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO NOW?"

"WE NEED TO GET SOME WATER FOR KAMIKA," Shiisamon shouted, "THERE'S A GAZIMON VILLAGE A FEW MILES TO THE NORTH, BUT WE SHOULD PROBABLY LET THE OTHERS KNOW!"

"You're right," said Christo, a little hoarse from all that shouting, "HEY, CHRIS! IS THERE A WAY WE CAN CONTACT THE OTHERS THROUGH ONE OF THE DIGIVICES?"

Chris' bandanna was still protecting his face, but only just. The storm seemed to be picking up, if that was even possible. He was quite relieved that they'd gotten Kamika out from under the sand, but she still didn't look good at all. "No, I don't think we can contact them! All those things do is a map, a clock, and some weird bar thingy! I don't even think I could SENSE their signal in this storm!" He tried anyway, though. He got a faint glimmer somewhere off in the distance, but not enough to find a connection. "Nope, no luck! We better just get going!"

Saibdramon lifted his head. "Chris, you better ride on Shiisamon, if she can take it- she can go faster than I can on land, and I can't fly in this storm." Chris nodded, and Saibdramon dedigivolved to Tekumon. Both got on Shiisamon. Chris then held on to Kamika tight so that she wouldn't fall off as they ran. Her face was still very pale, and she was completely unconscious. "Please be all right, Kamika... let's go, Christo!"

As they moved into the storm, for some reason, their digivices beeped once, quietly, and then dimmed.

It was a long time before the Gazimon village appeared in the distance, and a while longer before they got there.. When they finally stopped, Christo dismounted and looked around.

The village was deserted, its inhabitants having locked themselves in the various huts against the storm. There was a fountain in the center of the square, but it had stopped spraying out water.

"Dang..." Christo grumbled.

Chris climbed off of Shiisamon, carrying Kamika's limp form in his arms. "We need to get help for her! Pound on the doors or something!"

"Right," Christo walked over to a random hut (Shiisamon following) and knocked on the door. An old Gazimon poked his head out.

"Yes?" he said. His eyes widened as he realized that these were not digimon, but humans, "Digidestined? I haven't seen any of your kind here in years!"

Chris wondered for a second why there were no humans in this world, but then forgot that as he remembered the reason they were there. "We need your help! Our friend was caught in the sandstorm and isn't doing too well! She needs water or something!"

The Gazimon peered at Kamika. "You'd better come in." Christo and Shiisamon uncertainly followed him inside.

Chris followed as well, stooping slightly to enter the door.

Shiisamon, tired from her long run, de-digivolved into Labramon just as she entered.

Puttimon had remained quiet. She just didn't have enough courage to start talking, filled with fear of Kamika's condition. Deep in her, she could feel Kamika's heartbeat starting to slow down. "This can't be good. ." she muttered sadly. "Don't do this. . . Don't die on me," she continued to say sadly.

The old Gazimon held Kamika's head up, opened her mouth slightly and fed her some water from a small cup.

"Are you some kind of doctor?" Christo asked.

Gazimon looked at her, "Yes actually."

Kamika's eyes started to flutter open when she first received the water. She started coughing as she sat up quickly.

Puttimon started to smile. "KAMIKA!" She exclaimed as she gave her partner a hug.

Able to regain her breath, Kamika turned to her digimon. "Puttimon?" Taking a look around she blinked in confusion. "Chris? Christo? What are we doing here?? Er. . . More where ARE we? And wasn't I in the desert?" She felt her head ache. "And why do I have such a terrible headache?"

Puttimon didn't answer the questions. All she could think of was having Kamika back.

Damen grinned maniacally for a slight moment and spoke up. "Just as my Digimon said... I was simply getting food. And I sent them on scout because I heard some more humons were in the area. I had to investigate."

Taira cocked an eyebrow at him. "Oh really Damen... Do you think that. Where is your Digivice then?"

Looking down he lifted his shirt slightly, gave a sideways smile, and showed her a Digivice that looked different from her own. Completely different shape and below it was connected his crest. Looked like a small moon with a line crossing it. "I've been here waiting for people to show up, got boring really."

"Wait...how long have you been here?" Damen had just barely opened his mouth when short static and yelling came from a device on the rocks. The look of excitement that came over this guy's face scared the crap out of Taira. He jumped past her and before she could stop him he grabbed the device.

"Is this YOURS!? New model! Way better then the ones we have. Probably because you are more powerful then the last group.... they had to remake it... How many of there are you?"

Trying to grab for the Digivice, Taira abruptly said, "Seven or eight... I lost count. Give me that!"

He turns quickly and started to mess with buttons and mumbling under his breath. "A ha!" He said as a huge 3D model of the digital world appeared like a huge globe.

"How did you do that...?" Grinning he explained how his old one did this. The large one was for locating and planning. But the smaller one was for when there was too much danger around to cause attention to them. Then he showed her some cool features. He enlarged a portion of the map and it showed detailed terrain ("Defiantly much better then my broken one") and the dots. Moving in close to an area that was darkened. He explains that this was the destined graveyard. Then said there are only two ways out; Death or the defeat of evil.

Taira had a flash of Sora being blown to bits. Shuddering she just sat back down on the ground. Then she growled because the dirt was going to stick to her still wet clothing. "Death, huh..."

Continuing the show he kneeled down and pointed to the small graves. Talked about how he had to bury his own group like the Digimon beforehand did with theirs. "What about the Digimon..." He responded, They faded away and were reborn, lost their memories. Then for the new as they enter their data get downloaded and turned into a Digimon. Sometimes like the partner and sometimes takes on qualities hidden below.

Swallowing, Taira didn't know what to think. "I don't want to die..." Damen helped her up and she snatched back the Digivice. Hiding it behind her back she got aggressive again, "Since you know so much how do we survive!"

Damen sat down now and looked up at her. "You simply defeat the evil as a team. There is no one better than the other. You are all equal and that is how you should fight. Like a team. But my group was too worried about problems and other factors to get the true point."

Taira started to think about the others and decided to change her plans. "To get home we need to get everyone back together... Now who is closest..." Looking back at the globe, Taira saw three dots with a fourth one walking beneath them in what appeared to be an underground plane. Then she saw Kamika's fading dot growing stronger again, Chris's and Christo's beside it. "Looks like it is off to Fiona, Isthian and that Kyraina girl."

After the Gomamon got whacked for hitting on Foxmon they were all set to go. ("I told you I have a mon and he doesn't have a human name! It's Teku!") They landed with a large dusting of the ground. Taira smiled at Thian and the others. Damen was clinging tightly onto Taira's back. And gave the others a sheepish grin.

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