Still pinch hitting for Raw's team, Smackdown's group keeps clearing off problem areas as they can, trying to spare what Digimon they can because Dolph remains paranoid of what the extra data will mean. Zack stays close to him as they approach the latest blipping red dot on the map, frowning. "Do you hear that?"

"Hear what, kid?" he asks, brows furrowing as he looks around. "Seems quiet to me."

Zack shakes his head, confused. "Sounds like... a whistle, but I don't know. It sounds far away. Have you been going to too many concerts, bro?" He smirks at Dolph as he rolls his eyes, nudging his best friend away before walking on ahead, step purposeful and determined. Zack loiters behind, still hearing this strange noise, and then...

"I hear it too," Patamon whispers before flying forward and landing on Dolph's head.

"Hey! Watch the hair," he exclaims, staring up at the digimon as Impmon snickers at his feet. "Zack, come get your-"

His words die away as he realizes something is barreling towards him, a... a train digimon. Of course. Why wouldn't it be? Before he could panic or scream, anything else, Zack's tackled them, throwing them out of the way and shielding them all from the dust and debris the engine brings up from the ground.

"Shit! Kid, are you ok?" Dolph demands, gripping Zack by the arms.

"Think so, but I can't really see," he mumbles, blinking fruitlessly against the foreign objects that had worked their way into his eyes. "Dammit. Bro, are you ok? Patamon? Impmon?"

"We're fine, thanks to you." Setting his friend back down, Dolph stands up. "Impmon, Patamon, you good to go?"

"Yep," Impmon says, following Patamon into a quick digivolution.

"Try not to destroy him," Dolph orders tensely, going against everything he's feeling as Zack struggles behind them. As the fight wages on, Dolph steps back and rests a hand on Zack's back, finding a bottle of water and trying to rinse his eyes out. "I should've listened to you, you weren't hearing things. Maybe I should get my ears checked."

Zack chuckles wearily as more water is poured down his face, blinking sluggishly. "Thanks, bro. I think it's helping." He focuses on Dolph then grimaces as his eyes throb anew. "Slowly."

"We'll get you home and get you checked out by the trainer as soon as this is over," Dolph promises, rubbing up and down his spine briskly. They both cringe away as explosions are issued from Locomon, Darcmon and Wizardmon doing all they can to avoid the attacks. Nodding at each other, the two digimon move closer together and aim their sword and staff at the train type creature, preparing their attacks. Once released, the beams of light merge together and explode against Locomon, rattling his body and leaving him weakened.

Dolph leaves Zack then and runs forward, his digivice held out. It covers Locomon in a bright light, absorbing the darkness and cleansing his remaining data, leaving him as a digiegg but still whole, without adding to the sea of data that still eats at Dolph mercilessly some nights.

As their partners return to their smaller forms, Dolph races over to Zack and helps him stand up. "Let's go now," he says calmly, turning Zack back towards the portal.

As they fall through the data field back to earth, he realizes he's never felt this relieved to be home before.