"You're sure you're alright?" Dolph asks as he and Zack trudges along. He had returned from India to learn about Zack's meeting with Darkdramon and had felt about two inches tall upon realizing how close Zack had come while he was so far away.
"Yeah, bro, I'm good," Zack promises. "The worst part of it all was that Patamon digivolved to Seraphimon and I was too paralyzed to even move enough to see him. I bet it was badass though."
Dolph nods, lost in thought. "You know we're the first two whose partners have reached that level of power? I wonder why."
Zack ponders it for a moment too before shrugging. "Not sure, bro, but I'm glad we did."
"Me too," Dolph sighs. Dean and Alberto are on the other side of the village, poking around to see why there are multiple warning dots around this area. Everything seems quiet, peaceful, although that doesn't mean much usually. Dolph's about to open his mouth, suggest something- when there's a loud boom and the sound of something fizzling nearby.
Zack turns sharply, just in time to miss a fireball landing where he'd just been standing. His eyes widen and he grips Dolph by the arm, dragging him back a few steps while Impmon and Patamon step forward. It's then that they realize they're by a cave, and... dozens of block type digimon with large green eyes pour out, blowing flames from their mouths and shooting them out like missiles, where they explode all around Zack and Dolph. "Shit!" Zack mumbles, kicking some of the flames out as they try to lick up his shoes.
The flames start to lick at Dolph's jacket and he beats at it and the ends of his hair, gritting his teeth as Impmon and Patamon lunge forward to try to keep the sea of Digimon at bay, keep them from pouring more flames upon their partners. "What are these things?!" Dolph demands, looking up.
"Toy Agumon," Patamon says, blowing forceful bubbles at their opponents and leaving them dazed and more than a little annoyed. "But they've been defiled somehow... these are black ones."
"Bada boom!" Impmon cries out, throwing flames at the digimon and watching as a couple of them start to melt before deleting, their data filling the air. "Well, that works." Between the two of them, they manage to take care of some of them, but more keep coming. "What the hell, man?" he grouses.
"Digivolve," Dolph finally decides, holding his digivice out. Zack does the same and before long Darcmon and Wizardmon are facing off with the sea of rookie digimon, light flowing from their hands and staffs. As Wizardmon confuses clusters of the wild creatures with blasts from his staff, Darcmon comes up behind him and finishes the job with wide swipes of his sword. It takes a long time to clear the area of all of the digimon but finally they accomplish it, careful to make sure their partners aren't getting hit by much of the flames that go this way and that by the creatures trying to live longer to cause more damage.
Once they're all gone, the villagers slowly reappear, resume their lives after thanking the digidestined profusely. Zack and Dolph smirk as Dean and Alberto rejoin them, surprised by the reappearance of the digimon. "What happened?" Alberto wonders, accent thickening as he looks around at the bustling village.
"We handled it," Dolph smirks. "Come on, broski, let's go home."
"Sounds good," Zack agrees, tired and ready to go home for a little bit. Until the next situation, anyway.
