The battle does not go well. Miz, Morrison, Lana, AJ, Xavier, they all try. Their Digimon do their best. But no matter how hard they try, how determined they are to defeat Omegamon Alter-S, they can't find a weakness or anything that would give them even a moment to breathe against him. He just keeps coming back, fighting harder, leaving their Digimon passed out on the ground.
AJ feels it too, the heat and fury of the attacks, and when he looks up, everyone is sprawled out around him, beaten down, battered, unmoving. He breathes heavily, tries to struggle upright, but there's no strength in his arms, he can't get his feet under him. His vision swims as he realizes this might actually be it- decades in wrestling, and a couple of years as a Digidestined, and now... now... He gasps for air, digs his fingers into the dirt, and grits his teeth as tears slowly drip down his jaw, frustrated, painful little splashes of water that leave him feeling so weak. "Not like this," he groans out. "Please..." Finds himself trying to pray, but his mind is spinning even too much for that, the fear and pain overwhelming him.
He's not sure when, or how, but one minute his eyes are shut, and the next, he hears yells and an odd breeze against his face. Seth is there, leaning near by, Shinsuke, Gable, Ziggler, Tamina, Owens and Carmella all scattered around where he's sprawled out weakly. But that's not all.
Drake, Dakota, Ciampa, Damien Priest and Rhea Ripley are all nearby as well, anxious looks on their faces as they stare up at probably the hugest Digimon they've ever seen, all of them except for Drake being so new to the entire digiworld thing.
AJ isn't sure if he's hallucinating or if this is real, but they're the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. Fingers twitching against the ground, he tries to move, but just because they're present doesn't change how weak he is, how motionless the others are. "You- you came," he rasps out, and Owens looks down at him.
"Of course we came, think we were just gonna leave you guys to rot out here?" Something about this conversation gets the others to move, and various people go to the other Raw Digidestined and begin trying to revive them, checking out injuries and pulling out bottles of water from packs of necessities that Tamina and Dakota are carrying.
"Guess not," AJ sighs as Owens grips his hand and maneuvers him into a sitting position. This does nothing to ease his pain, might even just add to it. But still, it feels nice to get up off the floor and look around a little easier. Some of the others are stirring, reacting to conversation and touch, and it helps him to breathe a little easier, especially once one of those waters gets to him. Then he looks back up at Omegamon Alter-S, who is currently swiping boredly at the various digimon trying to battle him. "We're in so much trouble," he groans.
Owens' lips just thin as he squeezes AJ's shoulder and looks up for a brief moment as well, shaking his head.
As relieved as AJ is that they're here, he wonders, truly wonders, if any of them will survive long enough to escape this area as Omegamon Alter-S rears back for another attack.
