"So, have we confirmed that Miz has lost it?" Seth mumbles to Seadramon as he rides on his partner's back, scoping out the river for anything strange. The rest of the Digidestined are back on land, scoping out things there, but Seth had wanted some time to himself to think. With Luke's homebase in the process of being rebuilt, none of them are sure where trouble may appear, left to depend on the small maps on their Digivices. There had been small blips all around, so they had reluctantly split up to look, with the promise that they'd call for help before engaging in any battles.

"Did he ever have it?" Seadramon asks, eyes twinkling as Seth peers up at him.

"Ya know, this is why I like you, Seadramon," he says, settling more comfortably upon the Digimon's slick back. "I'm glad it's quiet out here."

Seadramon's just opened his mouth to say something when something flies down low, worryingly close to them. The Digimon curses darkly and tosses his head, looking over at Seth. "Next time, just don't say it," he sighs. Whatever else he might've wanted to say is cut off by a metalic creature swooping down once more and thrusting out towards Seadramon, Seth having to hold on tightly as Seadramon shifts to avoid him. "ICE WINDER!" he yells, sweeping his neck around and trying to hit the mysterious beast with an ice beam, but it's avoided. "Dammit," he hisses. "It's Pteranomon X-Antibody..."

"What are X-Antibody Digimon?" Seth asks, catching his breath as Seadramon rights himself and he doesn't feel like he could lose his grip at any moment.

"Most aren't sure," Seadramon admits, keeping an eye out for any further attacks. "Something at the core data level, though." He struggles to think of what he knows about the human race to try to explain better. "Like the DNA structure for a human, if it has an immunity to something... Only certain Digimon have this, and when they do, it makes them stronger and more vicious."

"Great," Seth mumbles.

"Brace yo-" Seadramon's warning is cut off as an explosion knocks him over, Seth losing his hold and hitting the water hard. "SETH!" But there's no time, the angry flying beast is upon him once more and it's taking all of his energy trying to defend himself, painfully aware that Seth will have even less of a chance if something happens to him here and now.

Dark eyes opening underwater, Seth chokes and thrashes around before spotting Seadramon's long body not that far away, but he can't approach because it's clear he's fighting and he doesn't want to distract his partner and risk causing him to be deleted. But Seth can't stay underwater either, or risk drowning, so he twists around and founds an outcrop of rock, swimming around it before scrabbling up to the surface, choking and gagging out salt water. His throat feels like it's on fire but, when he peers around the rock at the battle on-going, he realizes Seadramon isn't doing so well. "SEADRAMON!" he cries out, pulling out his soaked digivice and crest. "DIGIVOLVE!"

MegaSeadramon appears a minute later and Pteranomon X-Antibody roars out in displeasure but, when he shoots missiles off at the freshly digivolved creature, MegaSeadramon all but laughs at him. "Lightning Javelin," he hisses, the skies sending down fatal blasts of electricity that are thankfully only targetting the evil Digimon, causing him to freeze in midair before tearing apart into floating strips of data. Content now that the sea is calm again, MegaSeadramon makes it over to Seth in the blink of an eye and collects him from the rocks. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah," he mumbles, clinging to the fins protruding along his partner's back. "Let's go back to land. My digivice isn't showing anything else out this way."

"Good," MegaSeadramon says, appearing as relieved as Seth is to return to the others and dedigivolve.

Once on dry land, Seth stalks forward, eager to find a change of clothes, a towel, something to dry his hair.

"What happened to you?" Alicia asks, her eyes wide as she takes in how soaked he is, more so than he actually is before any of his wrestling matches.

"Nothing," he grumbles, towel drying his hair angrily. "Don't say a word," he warns Ziggler as he opens his mouth. "Are you all done here? Let's go. Now."