Dynasmon didn't even see the impact coming, he was engrossed in the battle raging, all of the Digimon appearing. The only point he noticed was after he had been blasted through the second building. It had happened so fast. Milleniummon was far too powerful for them. He felt himself almost lose consciousness but shook his head and tried to focus. It wasn't easy. Pulling his large, clunky form up from the rubble, he tried to find the battle and suddenly felt his form almost rip apart. Roaring, he moved his consciousness inwards, and realised that Milleniummon was far stronger than he had thought, he'd managed to damage both parts of himself.
Wizardmon opened his eyes within Dynasmon, in agony, and looked at Elle. He noticed that somehow they had both been hurt physically while combined into the form of Dynasmon.
"Are you okay?" He asked her
"No.. but we have to do something. There's no chance in hell I'm letting them hurt my family. Or any possible future I have."
Wizardmon smiled, she had changed
"Get off your ass then, slacker, let's see what we can muster up"
Outwardly, Dynasmon began glowing, routing all of his energy into himself. He roared as he routed all of their combined anguish and pain into himself. He raised himself into the air, flying high to get a better view of the battle, and of his opponent. "LET'S SEE HOW YOU LIKE THIS, FUCK NUGGET!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, releasing almost all of the energy from his body and his two component parts, leaving enough to keep himself together only, and shaped it into a massive flaming dragon. "DRAGON BREATH!" He added, throwing the attack at Milleniummon, doing all he could to control it.
"If we die" said Elle "I hope Leon doesn't find out."
"We'll work it out. We'll come back and haunt him." replied Wizardmon
"Oh shut up" came the response and caused Wizarmon to laugh.