"Ya know, I like birds," Dean says randomly. It's mid-afternoon and they're approaching another village who had sent out a distress call. Del Rio casts a side glance at him, making a face. "They always look kinda cool flyin' up there like they do." He hums and buries his hands in his pockets, staring up at the various bird-type digimon flying around.

Alberto, however, prefers to keep his feet on the ground and his head out of the clouds, but if it keeps Dean quiet and distracted from him, then very well. They walk towards the village gates, Gabumon and Otamamon at their sides, when more birds, larger this time, more menacing, make their way over the village gates. None seem to care about the digidestined below, flying faster and faster until... there's a horrible, squeeching sound that drowns out every other noise, Dean gritting his teeth against it as Alberto grips his ears and yells something in Spanish.

Finally he spots the culprit- a large creature resembling an eagle, circling them and squawking between each sonic blast that leaves their ears ringing. "Son of a bitch," Dean gasps, his eyes watering. "Otamamon!" Thankfully, his partner shakes it off and nods, digivolving before Dean could even suggest it.

Alberto grips Gabumon and pulls him away, the digimon nearly catatonic as his sensitive ears are rampaged by the brutal attack from above. "Shut this perro up!" Del Rio yells at Dean, who waves him off.

"Go for it, Gesomon!" he orders his large aquatic partner. The lack of water makes this battle a little awkward, but Gesomon can still aim and fire, and he does so wildly, shooting oily bursts from his tentacles which misses more than it hits, but does succeed at distracting Aquilamon from shooting off more deafening blasts.

Twisting around, Gesomon sends his tentacles up into the air and wraps them around Aquilamon, bringing him back to the ground. One more blast of ink and the bird digimon is effectively blinded. Still tangled around Aquilamon, Gesomon thrashes, sending the creature against the ground again and again and again until he deletes in a flood of data.

"Good job, Gesomon!" Dean calls out... just to fall silent. More bird digimon are circling them, bizarre looks in their beady eyes. He swallows. "Um..." He checks his digivice to see that the mission is complete, the warning for this village is gone. He turns to Alberto. "Let's get out of here."

As they trudge towards the portal that will take them back to Luke's lair, he tries to ignore how it feels like he's being watched the entire time.