A/N: I have a ko-fi page now! If you want to help me stay caffeinated to keep the words flowing, my account name over there is corneroffandom. Thank you! Either way, enjoy the chapter.

Volcamon steps forward then. Stares Garudamon down, clearly unimpressed with him. "Kinkakumon was too easily led by her own vices," he says coolly. "You will find I have no such weakness." He laughs and lunges forward, picking up speed as he approaches, Garudamon's attempt at flying away meaningless as he leaps and tackles him hard in the chest, the creature squawking loudly before hitting the ground and dedigivolving back to Choromon. James gasps in distress, still holding onto Carmella, but he lets her go and runs for his partner, just to stop short when Volcamon turns to stare at him. "You," he says lowly, stomping pointedly towards James. The ground rattles with every step he takes. "You will be fun to kill right here. I've never seen a human's blood before." He touches James, large dark fingers clasping him around the middle and hoisting him up until they're eye to eye. "I'm curious what it looks like... how it tastes..."

"Please..." James mumbles, and then everything slows. Volcamon staggers as Apollomon races up, barely a blur of heat before them, and punches him hard, causing him to drop James and stumble backwards. James immediately crawls forward to rejoin Carmella and she holds onto him, both of them shaking and hating all of this.

Apollomon laughs, Shinsuke echoing him a few feet away, and the two creatures meet in the middle, exchanging a purely physical fight, punches and kicks and struggles for dominance looking so much like the beginning stage of a wrestling match that everyone is holding their breath, watching on in awe. Apollomon tries to attack just for Volcamon to startle him to his knees with overwhelming soundwaves from the microphone he's gripping like a lifeline, the digidestined gritting their teeth against the obnoxious noise. It all stops, however, when Apollomon begins shooting off massive red arrows from his wrists, a fair few impacting wiht Volcamon and digging into his heated side.

He screams and tries to tear the shards of arrows out of his skin, but it's no use. He's lost in the agony of it all, Apollomon approaching quickly- just to get hit across the face with his microphone, fresh data pouring from wounds along his jaw and forehead. Ultimately, it only serves to piss him off, however, and he yells out before forcing all of his energy to collect in his back. Heated solar energy forms in the sphere on his back and all Volcamon can do is watch in horrified awe as it grows in size, soon dwarfing everything around both of them in its heat and light. "SUNBALL BLAST!" he screams, the massive attack blasting through thin air, causing it to ripple until it drills through Volcamon, the heat and pure energy behind it deleting him immediately.

Nakamura looks over at James and Carmella as soon as every particle of his data has faded away and nods at them, winking at his surfing pal. "And then there were six," he says carefully, English still a chore for him sometimes.

The remaining digimon do not look thrilled at these sudden losses in their ranks.

Then Imperialdramon Paladin Mode steps forward.