Author's note:

Hello everyone! Thank you for the reviews! I am very, very happy ^_^ I actually thought that this story wouldn't get so many reviews, as it was my first one to be put on fanfiction and I never thought that I would get as many reviews as this for my first story. I love you all! …However, my other two stories are presently lacking reviews, The Spell of the Black Angel and A Daydream to Remember, so please read them and review them, tell me what you think, for I am always listening!

Love, Fëaruin

In the previous chapter:

Biyomon and Agumon explained the whole story of Piedmon and Puppetmon's defeat as told by Gabumon and Palmon, and also the situation that they were in that the Machinedramon and Metalseadramon were enraged and have challenged them to a battle of revenge. Now, the second battle has begun. Machinedramon has been defeated, Metalseadramon is the only foe left to go, Garudamon is hurt, though awake, and it is up to WarGreymon to finish the job.

~ WarGreymon's POV (continued)

I was still in my thoughts when I heard the scraping sound of metal against the soil, as if a big impatient worm was out to get me. Guess what? I was right. Before I knew it Metalseadramon's metallic snout had crashed into the hot, hard soil where I had just been standing, and somehow, maybe by intuition, I had managed to jump away before he had tried to crush me. Now I was in the air and had a chance to attack.

"TERRA FORCE!" I yelled. The attack flew like lightning and hit his hard, metal armor, which managed to squeeze out of him a small wince, a squeak. Although it didn't do as much as I expected it to, it was still a good sign that the attack actually worked. So I decided to go for it and throw more attacks at him.

It was terrible. The more attacks I used, the more powerless I became, and soon I felt like I could hardly keep awake. My energy was depleting and I felt like I was floating into the realm of deep sleep, although I fought against it, knowing that Garudamon had been struck down, and I was the only one now who actually had the power to defend Garudamon and our two young masters.

The worst thing was, it did not seem to work at all. Or, maybe a little, but it did not seem to deplete Metalseadramon's energy like it did my own. With his oversized head, he butted me, which threw me quite a long distance away. Once he heard by own metallic body crash against a tree, he snickered and turned his focus to Garudamon.

That was it for me. I couldn't move anymore, and I was so weak that I could move nothing but my eyes, which were already forcing themselves to close and make me sleep. I had already wasted ninety percent of my energy into many attacks, and now I got thrown by an oversized head into a hard tree. Although my courage shield was behind me, I still felt my breath being knocked out of me. The feeling was unbearable. It was a mixture of physical pain, emotional pain, desperation and fury.

I used the last ounce of strength I had to shout out, "Don't you dare touch her!" …but that was it. Before I knew it, everything had turned black.

~ Garudamon's POV

"WarGreymon! NO!" I screamed. But I felt weak all of a sudden as I realized that that was not enough to bring him back. I saw him bravely shout, "Don't you dare touch her!" and fall flat on his face before turning back to Koromon. I couldn't believe the strength he had, the courage- and he did it all for us, and for the other Digimon, and for the DigiWorld. My heart began to freeze with fear and annoyance as I saw Koromon lie unconscious, about forty meters away from me, wounded and bruised. I glanced over to Tai, whose courage crest glowed brightly under his white school shirt.

Suddenly, I felt a burst of power come from nowhere. It was when I looked at Sora that I realized her crest was glowing too, on top of her green, sailor-suit-like school uniform. I had no idea where this could have come from, but I could take a random guess which would still somewhat satisfy me. Sora and Tai had been spiritually fighting with us the whole way through, and/or our love for each other, all four of us, and the rest of the group, and the rest of the gold-hearted Digimon in the DigiWorld, was genuine. I could not forget the way he had embraced me and told me that everything would be okay even though the pain that I felt at the moment made me want to die.

I flew over to Koromon, surprised that Metalseadramon through his narrow watchful eyes had let me do so, and picked him up gently with my hands. Then I did not hesitate to get him to safety in the instant; first of all he was wounded and needed a safe place to rest, secondly Metalseadramon had been rather wounded by him as well and if I attack him before he could recover, perhaps it would stop him for good.

I flew over to Tai, who released Sora's hand from his grip and held out his own to receive Koromon in his arms. It was rather beautiful, although I knew it was no time to think of that, that Tai could show so much love for Koromon, making me even slightly envious because it was not his crest.

"Here, Tai," I said gently. "You take care of him."

To be concluded