Here is another chapter~! :3 And I have a story cover up too~! :3 It is of Omnimon's emblem here. It is the Crest of Friendship with the points of the Crest of Courage, but this will become a golden color on his cape later on. The only thing that is not is the grey slash mark. :3
Opening Files: Omnimon's Omni Force-Danger Sense
Very few have the ability to sense danger well before it arrives, and yet the Grimm Slayer is one of those select few who can. Called Danger Sense, this is the third form of Omnimon's Semblance, Omni Force. While a passive form of his Semblance, Danger Sense allows the Grimm Slayer to easily detect and sense the energy of both the Grimm and Fallen alike. This gives him a big advantage when facing off against foes that also have the ability to cloak, as Danger Sense can pick up the energy signatures, even when a foe is under cloak. This can go for Fallen especially, so not many Fallen have faced down the Grimm Slayer for this very reason.
While most would try to stay out of his range for sensing them, the big unknown about Danger Sense is that the range for it is currently unknown. Omnimon is often credited with sensing a major Grimm attack coming from a distance of 10 miles away, which is quite the distance, unless one reads again and realizes it was actually in kilometers, which is the distance he sensed the Grimm coming at. Because of this unknown, Omnimon is wisely avoided by all Fallen.
However, like the rest of his Semblance, Danger Sense only activates if he cannot see the Grimm or Fallen he is fighting against, like in the case of General Reginald Skarr, a Fallen of great power and reputation. Because it was in the forest, General Skarr was at the advantage, which meant the Grimm Slayer could not see him. As such, his Semblance kicked in in the form of his Danger Sense.
Despite the drawback of his Semblance though, Omnimon is considered a very strong opponent. In order to get the most out of his Semblance and his Aura, the Grimm Slayer had to learn to read the flow of battle, so he could react and have his Semblance activate at will. When one includes the personal moves he has at his disposal to use as well, then the Grimm Slayer is a force no one wants to tangle with.
"What is does it to the eye of the beholder?" TOM asked as he closed down the Danger Sense file. "When someone claims to be a hero, are they? Or are they actually villains in the eyes of others?" He leaned back in his chair and pressed a button, activating a screen showing Major Glory flying overhead above GrimmFall. "In the case of those who say they are heroes, they could be villains too. Or what of those claimed to be villains by those who claim to be heroes? Are the villains actually the heroes and the heroes the villains? That is up to the average person to figure out. Hearing the tales of both sides will often reveal hidden truths, truths that neither side wants to have revealed." TOM looked out the window, where a white, legged ship was shown before it vanished in a flash of light. "To quote someone who wishes to remain unknown, truth has two sides to it. Only by putting both sides together does the real story come out."
Omnimon made his way down the beaten path, the rain falling gently on his form. He pulled his cape closer around his form, trying to stay warm despite the cold condensation on his body. It was lucky for him that his cape was able to let the water roll off of it to a degree as well, so he wasn't as cold as he should be under these conditions. Looking around, the Royal Knight could only see foggy trees and brush around him, the rain making it even harder to see, and given his senses were sharper than a human's that was saying something about just how bad the rain really was. The Digimon knew he had to find someplace to spend the night, or at least until the rain blew over, so he continued to walk in hopes of finding something.
Much to his relief, through the doom and gloom of the darkened and rainy sky, he was able to see lights from ahead in the distance. Omnimon quickened his pace to get there before the storm got really bad, only to make his way into what was a small village of some kind. Looking around him, the Digimon was able to see there were small houses with what looked to be a large building that was only the village hall. But what was odd was that this village had no electricity, which meant that the only sources of light that he saw were torches as well as gas lamps. The torches were covered by metal that had vent slats on them, to allow the torches to burn while keeping them safe from the rain that fell on top of the metal coverings. All the while, gas lamps burned, giving off a more industrialized feel, but without the use of electricity. Omnimon's blue eyes drifted around, taking in the appearances of the citizens of the village.
The inhabitants were all dressed in old, what he figured was 19th century clothing, and he could also see people dressed up in a similar manner to how he was currently kept from the rain. They wore white capes that had hoods, but there was a dark shape on the back of each that Omnimon could not see clearly due to the fog and rain falling faster. Shivering slightly, the Royal Knight made his way into a building he realized was an inn. The door opened and he stepped inside, the water dripping off his cape and hood. The denizens who were at the inn looked a bit fearful at his appearance as well as sudden arrival, and Omnimon was quick to note that any mothers with their infants were holding the babies tightly as if to protect them from his presence. One man, most likely the innkeeper, saw the cloaked Royal Knight and growled, stepping forwards while holding what looked to be a fire poker. Not that it would harm a Digimon of his power and strength, but it was still an annoyance nonetheless, Omnimon noted with mental amusement.
"Well, back here again, are ye?" The man drawled out. "Ye Wandering Monks don't deserve to be here in our village!"
Confused, Omnimon tried to diffuse the situation. "I believe you have me mistaken for someone else." The Digimon said in an attempt to prove the human wrong. "I am no Wandering Monk, as you claim. I am merely a traveler looking for a place to wait out the storm."
"All ye Monks claim to be wandering travelers!" The innkeeper countered. "But aye can see through ye lies! Ye have come to steal the infants again, haven't ye?!"
Omnimon was confused now, but he didn't let the man know that. He kept his voice neutral. "I can assure you, I would never harm an infant." The Royal Knight said, but his words did little to reassure the frightened mothers and fathers of the babies in the lobby of the inn.
"Nice try, ye Monky Scum!" The innkeeper roared as he charged at the Royal Knight, fire poker out in front like a spear. Even without his Semblance, Omnimon could sense the attack and sighed, closing his blue eyes and moving to the side with a single step to the left. The innkeeper missed the Digimon, passing by him without as much as an impact or even a graze wound on the Royal Knight's form.
"If this is how you act towards weary travelers, then I believe I will just continue on my journey then." Omnimon said as he turned to leave. While not what the innkeeper wanted, he was pleased the newcomer was leaving now.
"Good! Ye Wandering Monk! Git outta here!" The man shouted after the retreating Digimon's form. "Ye Grimmnoids don't belong here with ye beliefs!"
Omnimon stopped at that last comment and turned back. "Grimmoids?" He asked. "And what is a Grimmnoid?"
The innkeeper couldn't believe what he was hearing. Here was a Wandering Monk, and yet he didn't know about his fellow Monks and what they were calling themselves?! "Aye don't believe this...Ye can't claim to be ignorant of ye kin's claims!...Err...can ye?"
Omnimon just looked down. "I don't know what you mean by that." He said in a grim tone. "But if you wish to drive me off, them consider your task accomplished."
The Digimon continued on out of the inn, looking for someplace else to spend the night. But with no place else to go in the village, Omnimon had to accept he was possibly sleeping under a tree that night, out in the rain again like last night and the night before as well.
As he went to look for a good tree to sleep under, the Royal Knight couldn't help but let his mind wander back to the innkeeper's words. 'What did the human mean by 'Grimmnoids?'' Omnimon thought to himself in confusion.
At the inn, the innkeeper was certain he and his guests were safe for the night. The Wandering Monk had left, and the babies were still with their parents. He felt no regrets, at least until the door opened again. Looking back, he felt his blood freeze. There, before him and the patrons of the inn, were the Wandering Monks. "We're here for the nightly offerings." The lead Monk said as he flipped open his cape, which had a black interior.
"But...But aye just drove one of ye off!" The innkeeper exclaimed in shock. "Aye know aye did!"
"Hmm...It must have been one of our newly arrived brethren you drove off." The leader said with a hint of anger. "And you, Maxwell Jackson, will learn why that is not such a good idea."
58-year-old Maxwell Jackson growled as he readied his fire poker weapon again. "Aye won't let ye claim the babies!" He hissed.
The lead Monk laughed. "Oh, if only that were true." He purred before he drew out a pistol, loaded with Explosive Dust, and aimed it at a young mother's head. She screamed, as did Maxwell, just as the gun was fired...
Omnimon paused in his walking, his superior hearing picking up what sounded like screams from the direction of the inn. He looked back, his cape flapping slightly with the movement. His blue eyes narrowed as he mentally frowned at what he was hearing. While the innkeeper had been rude to him and driven him off, it would be even ruder to ignore the whole issue like it wasn't his problem. While it technically wasn't his problem, the training Omnimon had received as a Royal Knight dictated to him that he was to go and help those who could not defend themselves. And if what he recalled was correct, there were mothers in there with their infant children, individuals who couldn't protect themselves.
Sighing, Omnimon silently cursed his Royal Knight training as he turned and ran back to help out against the attackers, whomever they were.
Maxwell was sure things were going to go downhill like they always did. The mothers would be killed, the fathers hung, and the infants stolen like before. And he couldn't do a thing to prevent it! Even when he had promised his late wife to protect the newborn children, he had known it would be a futile attempt. Yet he still made that attempt, and now it was going to happen again! He felt like such a failure!
As the lead Monk raised up the pistol to the innkeeper's head, a low, sinister chuckle escaped the cloaked man. "And now, say goodbye in front of everyone here." He sneered. Backed against the wall, Maxwell had the gun aimed right at his head. This was going to be an execution, and the two men, as well as the rest of the patrons in the inn, knew it.
The Monk prepared to pull the trigger, but before he could, the door, which had been locked, was blown open. The cause of the noise made the Monk, Maxwell, and the rest of the patrons direct their attention to the now smoldering doorframe, on which the door was barely attached to. Swinging on one hinge, the door creaked slightly, smoke parting in the door's opening to reveal a form with a cannon raised and pointed at the lead Monk.
A low growl escaped Omnimon as he reached the inn's entrance, only to see two cloaked forms, each wearing the same kind of cape he wore, along with the same hood. But on the back of each cape was the symbol of what had to be a Grimm, one of which Omnimon recognized as an Ursa Grimm. He knew these guys couldn't be good news if they had images of Grimm on the back of their capes.
Looking himself over, Omnimon realized he had an advantage. He looked like one of them from the front, so if he played it right, he might be able to get up to them and get inside. He stood up from where he had stopped in a kneeling position, and made sure he was completely cloaked like these guys were. Looking at their posture, the Royal Knight attempted to mimic it the best he could, and with a sigh, made his way to them.
The first guarding Monk looked back as Omnimon approached them. "Ah, you must be one of our brethren." The female Monk purred as Omnimon nodded.
"Indeed I am." He confirmed.
"To what do we owe the pleasure?" The second Monk, a male, asked.
"You do not owe me anything." Omnimon said, but that got the two suspicious, making him worry a bit.
The female Monk looked at the disguised Digimon sweetly. "Hon, we are always owed in the Grimmnoids."
Omnimon cursed his Royal Knight training again as the second Monk looked him up and down. "And yet you say we do not owe you anything, which is a lie."
"Yes." The first Monk agreed. "You are lying. You are not one of us!" She declared, making a move with a scythe-type weapon. Swearing in his mind, Omnimon barely ducked the blow that would have cleaved his head clean off.
'So much for sneaking in then...' Omnimon mused grimly as he got to his feet, drawing out his Grey Sword at the same time. The female Monk guard lunged at the Digimon, but he was much faster than she anticipated and he managed to stab her in the gut, silencing her. The second guard made to slice off Omnimon's sword arm, but the Royal Knight didn't even flinch as he proceeded to do the same thing with the male Monk. Deep down, the Royal Knight hated himself for what he did to two humans, but he was able to rationalize it by reminding himself the two had been blocking him from getting into the inn to help the innocent.
He looked back and mentally frowned as he saw the door was nailed shut, with two wooden bars over it in an x-formation. Growling to himself, Omnimon called upon his Garuru Cannon and aimed it at the door before firing off the energy blast at it, blowing the door right open and off its hinges. The smoke slowly parted as he stepped forwards, his cannon still out and aimed. He could see the innkeeper against the wall, ready to be executed, and what he assumed to be the leader of the attackers aiming a human weapon at his head.
The leader, who was also wearing a cape and hood like the other two, looked back with a glare at the Digimon, who had his cannon exposed into visible view of everyone there. "And who are you to interfere with the nightly sacrifices?" The leader asked.
"Who I am should not matter." Omnimon retorted angrily. "I am merely someone who will not let you get away with harming those who cannot protect themselves."
"And yet you wear our robes." The leader of the attackers said with a sneer. "I believe we can offer you a position within the Grimmnoids, if you are willing to take it that is."
Omnimon's eyes narrowed as a feral-sounding growl escaped him. "So you're the ones whom have been stealing the newborn human infants from this village, are you not?"
The leader of the Grimmnoids looked surprised that the truth had been figured out so quickly, and by someone whom it appeared was pretending to be one of their own kinsmen! "You..." A growl escaped the Grimmnoid leader. "So...who sent you? Are you working for one of those governments that plan to oppress our religious beliefs?!"
Omnimon just chuckled at the claim. "I was sent by no one. I am merely a tired and weary traveler just looking for a place to spend the night and wait out the storm." He replied. "But…" He trailed off here as he looked up at the leader of the Grimmnoids. "If you threaten the innocent and those who cannot defend themselves, you can consider my your worst enemy!" Omnimon brandished his Grey Sword as he said those last few words, making sure to keep his cannon on the enemy leader as well.
Maxwell stared at what was going down before him. Here was the very person he had claimed to be a Grimmnoid, defending him and the rest of the patrons of his inn against the real thing! Never before had the innkeeper felt like such a fool. 'Heh...this is what aye get for thinking someone is something they ain't...' He mused mentally before the Grimmnoid leader huffed in annoyance.
"Please. No one can be my worst enemy unless they are a Huntsman from the government." The Grimmnoid leader mocked.
Omnimon gave a dark chuckle in response. "But I am affiliated with no one. Wouldn't that make for a much more fearsome and deadly enemy?" He countered with a sarcastic tone.
The Grimmnoid leader looked enraged at the Royal Knight's mockery of his own mocking of him. "So, you dare to mock me when I was mocking you? Gutsy." He sneered back. "But it is the one thing that will end your life!" With that said, he charged right at the Digimon before him, a sword/staff of some kind drawn back in a striking manner.
Omnimon saw that incoming though and used the Grey Sword to block the blow. "You shouldn't leave yourself so open." The Digimon mocked before he kicked the Grimmnoid leader in the gut, sending him staggering back. "That is what takes down many a warrior."
"You think you are so strong?" The leader of the Grimmnoids snarled back. "My people have been around for the last 150 years! We have never had a problem with our way of life! And we will continue to preach about peaceful living with the Grimm! Why? Because Grimm and humans can learn to live in harmony!"
"No we can't!" A mother exclaimed. "Grimm will never accept humans in a co-existence!"
"Oh? Not if we offer up the most vulnerable in our lives." The Grimmnoid leader sneered back at her. "That is how we can co-exist with the Grimm!"
Omnimon growled again. He brandished his Grey Sword before running at the insane human, his blade drawn back. He brought it down in one quick strike, slicing the man on the left shoulder and sending blood spurting out into the air. A scream of pain was heard as the Grimmnoid leader lost his grip on his weapon and tried to hold his bloody shoulder in place. "You will leave this village at once!" Omnimon said in as authoritative a voice as he could. "This place is now under my protection! Now go! And never come back!"
The Grimmnoid leader looked back with an angry look, but knew this new foe was not one to mess with so easily. "Grrr...Very well. Consider yourselves lucky under your new lord!" The leader snarled before he turned to leave. "But be warned, we will return to reclaim this village for my people!"
Omnimon just gave a grunt before the Grimmnoids stood up and left, taking their wounded leader with them.
Maxwell looked on in awe at what had just transpired. Not only were the Grimmnoids driven away successfully, but this newcomer had just defeated the leader of the sacrificial hunting parties! "I-incredible..." He breathed before he slowly approached the Digimon. "Ye...ye just drove those Grimmnoids away like it was nothing!"
Omnimon gave a look to the innkeeper. "By all rights, I had no reason to. However, it is against the code of the Knights to leave innocents and those who cannot defend themselves unprotected." He replied, the comment short and simple.
"Just...who are ye?" Maxwell asked. The Digimon looked back at the open door.
"My name I would rather not reveal. But if you must call me something, call me Rik." Omnimon replied, falling back on his alias that Monty Uno had first given him.
Maxwell nodded. "Aye see. Well, thank ye, Rik." The human replied. "Aye cannot thank ye enough for saving me and the patrons of my inn."
"As I said, I had no reason to. The only reason I did so is because it is against the code of the Knights to leave innocents defenseless." Omnimon retorted.
Maxwell blinked, but nodded. He ran a hand through his greying black hair and sighed as he closed his brown eyes. "Ye had every reason to ignore us, and yet ye returned to save us because of some code ye follow. Aye cannot say aye am surprised, but aye will admit aye am in ye's debt for saving us all." He then lowered his head, ashamed at what he had done before the attack. "Aye cannot apologize enough for the way aye treated ye."
"What's done is done." Omnimon said emotionlessly. "Regardless, have I proven myself not a Wandering Monk to you or not?"
Maxwell looked down again, not even making eye contact. That was all Omnimon needed to know he had. "So I have proven I am not one of them?"
"Yes...ye have." Maxwell admitted. "And aye admit aye was wrong about ye."
The Royal Knight nodded once. "Then you should learn to not judge someone until you know their side of the story from this." Omnimon said as Maxwell nodded.
"Aye have. No need for ye to repeat it." The human replied.
Van Kleiss was surprised when Sammael entered his little lab. The man looked up from his project of reprogramming the subject to see the angered fallen entering his place. "What is the meaning of this?!" Sammael demanded. "Sending a Fallen our after the first subject without my approval?!"
The man winced. "I cannot just leave a loose end undealt with." Van Kleiss tried to reason. But that did little to calm Sammael.
"Well, not only did General Skarr fail in his mission, he almost killed one of the rumored Elementals!" Sammael roared back. "Killed! We need the Elementals alive, Van Kleiss!" The Fallen continued with a hiss in his voice. "Without their power, we can't rule this world!"
"Forgive me, Sammael." Van Kleiss said as he bowed to the Fallen. "But I had no idea the girl was suspected to be an Elemental as well as the boy."
Sammael gave a glare to the man. "Because of your project, I have chosen to spare you. Otherwise, if you pull a stunt like this again, I will find a new person to complete your work."
Van Kleiss frowned, but nodded. He knew Sammael would make good on his threat if the need arose. He had to be more careful.
In the village, Omnimon was now sitting down in a chair by the fireplace where a fire was blazing away happily. Maxwell sat in the chair across from him and sighed. "Aye suppose ye be wanting information, am aye right?"
Omnimon looked up as he opened his blue eyes to make eye contact with Maxwell. "That would be helpful, yes." He replied. The man sighed, closing his eyes as he leaned back in his chair.
"Alright. What do ye want to know?" The older man asked as the Royal Knight looked back at him.
"What are the Grimmnoids? Why did you think I was one of them? And what do they believe in?" Omnimon asked. "That would be good to start with."
A sigh escaped Maxwell. "The Grimmnoids are a group of people who believe we can live in harmony with them Grimm. Ye see, they claim tis the only way we can survive the Grimm scourge out there." Omnimon listened, taking in this new information with interest. "As for why aye thought ye was one of them, ye cape with hood was the reason." Maxwell continued. "Ye looked just like one of them, ye did." He then sighed again. "And what they believe in is humans being at peace with the Grimm, offering up newborns to stay safe."
Omnimon frowned mentally at this. "It seems the Grimmnoids care not for the lives of the innocent." He mused.
Maxwell nodded sadly. "Aye. And it's very bad for those in this village, which they have claimed is their own."
Omnimon narrowed his blue eyes at this. "What else can you tell me about these Grimmnoids?"
"What else is there to say?" Maxwell replied at last after a few seconds of silence. "All ye need to know is they are the cause of this village's problems."
Omnimon closed his blue eyes in thought. True, he had no quarrel with these Grimmnoids. He could just leave and move on in his journey to find Gallantmon, but at the same time, these people needed help. And as a Royal Knight, he was bound by the code they followed to help those in need. As much as he wanted to leave these people to their problem, he had a duty to help them. 'Perhaps I may find out something about Galllantmon as well.' The Digimon muses as he opened his blue eyes again.
"It would not look good on my record as a Knight to just leave someone when they are in need of help." He said at last. "I will do what I can to help you in your fight against the Grimmnoids."
Maxwell looked shocked at what Omnimon had just said. "Ye...do ye really mean that?" He whispered. "And after what aye did ta ye?"
"This is not for your gain." Omnimon retorted with a glare. "I am merely doing this because it is part of the code I live by."
The innkeeper looked down. "Aye see." He said at last. "Well, either way, aye thank ye for ye's help."
Omnimon nodded. He then leaned back in his own chair. "So...do you have any ideas as to where the Grimmnoids retreat to?" He asked. "Because I saw they were retreating out of the village."
Maxwell looked out the window of the inn. His white shirt and brown vest were shown in the burning firelight as a dim red and dark maroon color while his khaki pants were the same as the shirt. "No. No one in this village does. Ye askin' the wrong man."
Omnimon frowned at this. "I see." He then looked down at the floor, considering his options. If what he was hearing was right, then the only way to get the upper hand on the Grimmnoids was to find someone who knew where their hideout was. As it stood, he was already on their hit list as an enemy, so he needed more information. Looking back up at the human before him, the Digimon spoke. "Was that the leader of the Grimmnoids I fought earlier?" He asked. "Because if it was, then defeating them should not be too much of an issue."
Maxwell shook his head. "Ye are wrong. That was not the real leader. That was the leader of the sacrificial hunting party. Their real leader is a difficult foe, he is." The innkeeper replied.
This made the Royal Knight frown again. "So...that wasn't the real leader? He certainly gave the impression of being such."
"Aye, but don't believe everything ye hear. A real fighter, the leader of the Grimmnoids is. He can take on Huntsmen of rank IV, possibly even V." Maxwell continued. "Ye would not last in a fight against him."
Here, Omnimon couldn't help but chuckle. "I believe you are underestimating my abilities." The Digimon said in an amused tone. "But, as you have not seen them yet, I can understand why you would think that."
Maxwell blinked at the comment, but did not push it further. Looking back, Omnimon glanced at the door, still barely on its remaining hinge. "And, um...I'm sorry about the door."
The human just brushed it aside. "Aye, no need for ye to apologize. Ye did what ye had to do."
Once more, the Royal Knight frowned, but decided to let things go for the moment. He had more important things to do instead of worrying about a destroyed door.
Given a room for the night as a way of saying thanks for saving those in the inn, Omnimon was watching the TV when the news came on. It was live from GrimmFall, making the Royal Knight stand up. He could see where he knew the Uno home to be, but the only thing different was the lack of said home. Fear filled Omnimon's digital core as he remembered the two children in that home, Abby and Nigel. Despite being about 100 miles from GrimmFall, the Digimon wanted to just rush back there to see if the two children were alright. However, the one thing that kept him from doing so was his word to the people of this village that he would stay until the Grimmnoids were defeated.
Omnimon slumped down on the bed as he watched the efforts of the other Huntsmen, Heroes, and soldiers working to find and save the two kids. In the end, the two were found and saved, but the Digimon couldn't help but wonder who could have attacked the Uno home. As far as he knew, there were no enemies that the Unos had, and if they did, then they had to be few and in between...right?
Frowning to himself, Omnimon knew he wasn't going to let this go. Someone had attacked the Uno family, and he wasn't going to let that slide so easily. Especially since the children had been involved.
Watching the news still, the Royal Knight looked for anything unusual, but alas, there was nothing to note. He frowned to himself at that point. What could have attacked the family and made the whole house sink? His mind was telling him it was a Fallen that had been sent to kill the children, but something else told him it was more than that. Omnimon had long since learned to trust his instincts on certain things, and this was one such time. 'If a Fallen was sent to kill the kids, the story would be more direct than what is going on currently.' Omnimon thought to himself with a serious look in his blue eyes as he eyed the screen and the scenes on it with a calculating gaze. 'It can't have been that. If that is the case though, then why were the two children targeted? And by whom...?'
'So I have to find Gallantmon, deal with these Grimmnoids, and find out who and/or what attacked the Uno family.' He mused with a mental frown. 'Perhaps I should contact Monty Uno and find out what I can, since he is the only one who remembers my time there.'
Reaching for said phone, the Digimon made to call, but thought better of it. If what he saw was correct, then the house would have no power and that meant no contact could be made. He sighed as he set the phone mouthpiece down. So much for that, he mused mentally before looking back out at the sky above. Standing up, Omnimon made his way out onto the balcony and stood against the opening of the door, watching the stars flicker in and out of view as his cape waved gently in the soft breeze.
"Be safe, Monty Uno..." Omnimon whispered as if the man could hear him.
GrimmFall
As if he could hear him, Monty Uno was looking out the window of the hotel where he and his family had been set up for the night while a new home was being sought out for them. The man could only wonder how the Royal Knight was doing, and if he had even heard the news. It had been a over half a year since he had heard anything of Omnimon, and it was hard to accept his family had been attacked without the Digimon around to help them out.
As it was, Abby and Nigel had learned about their Elements, which was a surprise to him since the Faunus girl had not revealed that to him and his family the whole time they had known her. Sure, he had known about his son's Elemental power, but not Abby's.
"Be safe, my boy..." Monty murmured, hoping that the Digimon would find a way to make contact somehow.
In the village, Omnimon closed his blue eyes as he stood up straight and walked into the room he was staying in, closing the door to the balcony behind him. Lying down on the bed, the Royal Knight sighed before he closed his eyes again and turned off the gas lamp, letting sleep come to claim him.
Perhaps he would get some new leads on his missions tomorrow...
Hope you enjoyed it~! :3