They became Tamers at the same time so it was only natural for them to gravitate towards one another, he thinks off-handedly, watching dispassionately the struggle between Digimon unfold. Despite that, he's occasionally surprised himself by the enormity of the power his team has gained, and by the fact that Sayo's team can counter his perfectly.
ShineGreymon Burst Mode lets loose his Final Shining Burst at the exact same time as MirageGaogamon Burst Mode unleashes the Final Mirage Burst. The complaints of both chiefs and other Tamers from the spectator seats are missed, even before the blasts impact with eachother, and hell breaks loose.
Within a second of the collision, the arena is cracked in half, and crumbles under the strain of the shockwaves they generate.
In that same moment, an earthquake rips through the entire dome; a few of the inexperienced Tamers fall and sustain various injuries - wounds, broken bones, more than one Tamer gets to experience an eye sliced open, one even shits herself out of dread at the proceedings, nobody gets killed this time around - but neither sixteen-year-old concern themselves with the collateral damage; all that matters is completing and winning the fight before it's invariably called off.
They stand there, amid the carnage and devastation and rubble, physically and mentally unshakable. No-one but the new kids are surprised by it; everyone else have already born witness to a Koh-and-Sayo match, and know that it's less a battle between two Tamers and more an invocation of the wrath of the gods.
The blast-struggle continues, only being interrupted when large chunks of concrete falls from the ceiling and collide with their helmeted heads, knocking both Burst Modes out cold.
Chief Julia simply rolls her eyes at the anti-climactic culmination, mentally adding a few ten-thousand Bits to their total; rebuilding everything they wreck isn't cheap, even in the Digital World's post-scarcity society.
Moments later, the battle-field has been cleared of the big wrecks, both Tamers having deeming shoving them in a heap in the corner a satisfactory place to put them.
Next, Apollomon and Dianamon are sent in to battle, and in the stands, Ophanimon scurries away to safety, giving 'I'm leaving! Die here if you want!' as a parting remark. It speaks much of their lack of composure and sense of good judgment that several of those who are still able to walk follow her.
The fiery Digimon charges at the adversary, striking as expected only the thin air where Dianamon has been not a split-second before. Momentarily before feeling the series of strikes to his side that makes his vision blur, he wonders if the other Digimon has become even faster than before.
Woozy, he recognizes only dimly the sensation of the impact, and shrugs it off, leaping back into the fray. The same time happens, only this time, Dianamon's blows, blows forceful enough to shatter mountains even before their newfound velocity, sends him hurtling into a different wall.
Dianamon comes to a screeching halt beside Sayo, both awaiting Apollomon getting up again. Wordlessly, he does, visibly no worse for wear, which is more than can be said for the battlefield around them.
Both Tamers give the spectator-seats a glance, which confirms what both expects: No other Tamers are left to witness the battle between the very best of Light Fang and Night Claw.
Neither cares for such a trivial matter, having much greater concerns tied to this battle: Namely, who's topping tonight, and Sayo has no intentions of losing, not when Koh looks hilarious when he climaxes.
Apollomon rises to his feet, only the most meager of pains coursing through him from the assault. Then, it begins again: Dianamon disappears in a flash - minute footsteps are audible - a volley of punches land on his back - he gets knocked over.
Koh and Sayo both knows that this won't be the end of the second round; both Digimon have been trained far too much to lose easily. To their immense dissatisfaction, the match is called off minutes on the grounds that, well, they've utterly demolished the entire arena and caused a wide range of injuries. After an hour-long lecture about responsibility and restraint from both Chiefs, and the obligatory fine of four-hundred-and-seventy-thousand Bits from both Koh and Sayo to finance the reconstruction effort, they're finally let go to get some rest.
Those, and the assignment of rebuilding an entire arena from scratch. No-one ever said the life of a Platinum-rank Tamer was glorious, Koh muses, or perhaps someone did once, he doesn't bother to recall if he's heard anyone say that.
