Seth stands below where Chaos Greymon is hovering, looking back and forth between MetalSeadramon and Justimon. He doesn't feel very steady in this plan, but it's all he can think of, especially without knowing where Mox and the others are. The sooner he gets rid of this digimon, the sooner they can find the others. Whatever it may take. "Do it," he says quietly, Miz nodding and immediately moving into position.

MetalSedramon nods as well and lunges forward, tangling his body around Chaos Greymon, startling him enough to stop his attack mid-motion, the bright glow slowly fading away. "What the hell are you doing?!" the evil digimon demands, trying to break through.

"Ending this," MetalSeadramon says, squeezing harder.

Chaos Greymon sneers at him. "You think giving me a little hug will be enough to stop me from successfully ending all of the digidestined losers below us right now? Please." He shreds his claw through part of MetalSeadramon's body, data pouring out of the wound.

Seth gasps, watching as MetalSeadramon wavers. "Hold on!"

"I've got him," the digimon says through gritted teeth. "I won't let go. I promise, Seth."

Justimon swoops in quickly, moving to attack, when Chaos Greymon startles all paying attention by using MetalSeadramon's weakened grip to barrel forward and slam MetalSeadramon and himself into Justimon. "DIE!" he roars, slinging a haphazard attack down at the Digidestined below.

Seth curses hard, holding his digivice up. "Mike!"

"Got it," Mike says, also holding his up. They exchange glances, nodding.

Seth braces himself as power blasts out of his digivice, thrumming up his arm as Chaos Greymon stops and stares at the approaching beam, which shreds through his sloppy attack. He scoffs and dodges, unaware as the beam twists and blasts up his side, data pouring down from a wound along his side.

"Assholes, I'll kill you," he says, lunging down, about to slam MetaSeadramon into them when MetalSeadramon makes a sharp movement, body suddenly recovered by the blast of energy from Seth's digivice. Swooping his head down, he blasts through Chaos Greymon's arm, slicing it clean off. "SON OF A BITCH!"

Justimon rushes towards them as well, preparing to attack, when MetalSeadramon twists away from him and the two of them work together, electricity and pure energy blasting from them and combining just ni time to explode against Chaos Greymon's already weakened body.

He laughs at them, about to follow up with another attack, when a sharp shudder rocks through his body. He freezes, looking confused, then stares down at himself. "What? There's- there's no way, I've been defeated by you weak humans? No!"

But no matter how angry he gets or tries to deny it, there's no stopping hte data stream pouring from his wounds. He roars up at the sky in frustration before exploding, data filling the sky before fading away like it was never there.

MetalSeadramon gasps for air before sinking down into Seth's arms, dedigivolving back to Betamon. "I'll be ok," the young digimon whispers. "I just need to sleep."

"Alright," Seth murmurs, tucking him close. "Thank you."

He looks up at Mike. "We need to find the others. Now. It's been way too long."

Mike nods and they rush where the other digidiestined had gone during the battle, just to stop short. Some of the Forbidden Door digidestined had been found, pulled to freedom, but there's still no Mox.

Seth's breathing grows raspy as Xavier walks up to him, a frenzied look in his eye. "Hurry, Captain," he says, grabbing for Seth's arm. "We need you right now."

Seth hurries after him, grip tightening on Betamon as they rush. He drops onto his knees- ouch - before running past where Mox's body is half revealed, partially buried under rubble. "Jon!"

He squints an eye open and looks at Seth. "Take him," he groans, holding out Otamamon. "I'm about to pass out."

Seth turns to Xavier. "Get him out."

"We're working on it," Xavier says, motioning to where Roamon is picking through the rubble, tossing it aside to free Mox little by little. "The others have been found, we've saved most of them, but... well..."

"You never can make things easy, can you?" Seth asks Mox, brushing some of the blood off of his forehead.

"Nope, that's no fun," he mumbles, resting his forehead against Seth's hand.

"Well lucky you I'm a stubborn asshole too. We'll have you and all fo the others out before you know it," Seth says, helping to brace his upper body in a sitting position.

"Hm," Mox huffs. "Are the others alright?"

"I think so," Seth says, glancing over at Xavier, who nods. "Yeah, everyone's fine, just gotta get you out of here."

"Chaos Greymon," Mox starts to say.

"Long gone," Seth says. "Mike and I defeated him."

"Hm," he hums. "Look at you two making a good team and all."

"For once in our lives," Seth huffs with a laugh. "There's really only one guy I regularly made a good team with."

"Roman would be happy to hear that."

"Oh shut up." Seth lightly swats him, careful not to make it too rough.

They finally get Mox free and Seth braces him as he forces himself up onto his feet. He's bruised, bloody, and barely able to stand upright, but he looks about as decent as Mox ever does, so Seth hugs him.

"Glad you're ok," he says quietly.

"Glad you are too," Mox mumbles, pressing his forehead into Seth's shoulder and just breathing. "Thanks for finding us."

"Yeah, man," Seth says. "Any time."