"It's been a few hours since the last time an instance of the D-Reaper has entered this dimension. Currently, the count is at eighteen hundred and thirty two instances."

"It's attacking the world. The entire world." Yamaki stated.

"It certainly isn't holding back in trying to wipe us out..." Gorou frowned.

"Just so you know, when I destroyed an instance in Sydney, another instance appeared in less than five seconds. Frankly, there's pretty much nothing we can do to it at the moment, the biggest threat to the D-Reaper is in the Digital World, but the Digital World is also where the D-Reaper is the most powerful."

"There's a military attack coming on the Shinjuku D-Reaper." Yamaki soured. "They didn't listen when I told them brute force wouldn't achieve anything."

"In their minds, they no doubt believe that they can't simply sit back and do nothing while a blob of chaos eats Shinjuku." I paused. "And being fair, doing nothing at all will not have them being seen in the best light."

"Public opinion or otherwise, they could cause it to adapt." Yamaki gave a low growl. "Every time it does so, we run the risk of it undoing everything we've prepared for."

"How... is that going, anyway?" Takato asked.

"It's... it's going." Gorou nodded.

"We finished the program to connect the instances of the D-Reaper together last night." Janyu sighed. "Thankfully, that particular portion of its code hasn't changed. Yet. Everything else... It has been adapting and mutating continuously over last night."

"It was quicker in the beginning, but it's begun to slow down now." Rob mentioned. "Unfortunately, that's because the army in the Digital World has begun to lose effectiveness against it. It's down five percent already."

"There were tens of thousands of Mega Level Digimon in that army." I shook my head. "We still have a little bit more time."

"Which we are very quickly running out of." Yamaki scowled. "We do not have a way to combat the D-Reaper, and at this point we might as well wish and pray for a miracle!"

Riley put her hand on his shoulder, visibly calming Yamaki down.

"We'll figure something out."

"We better. All of Humanity is on the line here."

A series of booming sounds caught our attention, and everybody in the room looked out the window, at the D-Reaper.

"Seems like they're attacking the D-Reaper." Yamaki frowned. "For all the good that will do them."

"I don't like standing around and doing nothing." Rika glared at the D-Reaper.

"Nobody does, Rika." Takato looked at her. "But what can we do? It's not like we can just go out and punch it to death."

"That would be nice." Henry admitted. "But seriously, none of us can do anything. Sakuyamon and MegaGargomon don't have the power, and Megidramon... Well, Megidramon does have the power, but Megidramon would also ruin Shinjuku."

"And only get rid of this one D-Reaper in the process." Takato noted. "So, not an option."

"There isn't much Megidramon can do to the D-Reaper without a lot of collateral damage." I looked out at the D-Reaper, staring at its pulsating, undulating form. "The D-Reaper is too tough, and Megidramon is too destructive."

shudder

My eyes narrowed.

A loud explosion came, one of the helicopters in the air suddenly and violently detonated for no apparent reason, crashing to the ground. I both felt and saw the three Hearts and Souls being released, all three dead before they even had a chance to react.

No. Not for no apparent reason.

I caught a brief glimpse of a small, doll-like figure, near where the helicopter was.

Pendulum Feet.

The D-Reaper had created its Agents.

Fuck.

I vanished, appearing next to the Agent, Sandiramon's spear appearing in my hands.

With a quick movement, I slashed the Agent, cutting it in two, leaving it to burst into red chaos a moment later.

I held myself in the air with a quick manipulation of gravity, spinning around to find several more of the Pendulum Feet Agents moving towards me.

Well, if it's a battle they want...

I launched myself forwards, spear brandished at them.

Then it's a battle they'd get.

I sliced at an Agent, hitting nothing but air as it displayed its impressive agility.

It moved forward, one of the sickles that were its 'arms' coming up to slice at me.

I didn't let it.

Sandiramon's staff vanished, and I pulled out one of Vajramon's swords, immediately shoving it through the Agent's body, before twisting it and wrenching it out.

The Agent suffered only a quick deletion, bursting apart a moment later.

I shifted forwards slightly as another one of the Agents pierced my back, the sickle blade sticking out of my chest.

I shook my head.

My cloak morphed, spiking backwards and severing the Agent's 'head' from its body.

I turned around, my cloak reforming into eight streams of Darkness extending from my back.

Several agents stared back at me, all of them Pendulum Feet.

I let Vajramon's sword vanish, staring at them for a moment.

I stared at them. "You know, I can't even hate you. You're just... manifested programs. You don't think, you don't feel..."

You have no Hearts and Souls.

They charged at me, all moving at once, their blades, sickles, and scythes prepared to skewer me.

Not that it would do them any good, but whatever.

I watched them as they came closer, noting that the way they moved was... odd. Not like they were flying under their own power, but more like they were held in the air like puppets on strings.

I looked down, staring at the cables that connected the Agents to the D-Reaper.

Maybe I was more accurate than I thought.

I struck the instant they came close, several spikes shooting out of my coat at them, skewering them before they had a chance to attack me.

My spikes shivered and writhed, ripping apart the D-Reaper Agents without any fuss.

I turned back to the military group- currently beating a hasty retreat.

From what?

There were less than ten Pendulum Feet here, what are they running away from so easily?

I turned back around, staring at the D-Reaper mass-

Oh.

That's what they're running away from.