As Dorugoramon added its outbursts of power to the assault on Millenniummon, Parasimon braced himself; before forcing the last of the data he’d taken out into a final explosion of flame that engulfed Millenniummon alongside the other attack.
Just one of the attacks would have been devastating to the crippled Millenniummon; as both ravaged it, the screams that had filled the air before fell silent. The Omega Burst and DORU Din scorched it, burning it’s already-ruined body down into a skeletal mass of charred flesh and data.
When the Breath of Wyvern came crashing in from above, it was just the final straw.
The world around the Digimon in the bay- already a chaos of heat, light and the scream of the seawater boiling beneath them- was filled with a tremendous noise, as if it was being torn asunder around them. Shockwaves blasted out as Dynasmon’s attack made full impact, and within the inferno of combined attacks, Millenniummon’s body could be seen shattering.
Slowly, the world returned to normal. Steam rose up through the air from the ocean below, but the harsh light and heat faded. The abomination’s corpse- mangled and unrecognizable after the onslaught it had been subjected to, and in countless pieces besides- fell down into the boiling water below, like a black rain.
The dark aura in the air faded. Millenniummon was dead.
BanchoLeomon leapt off of Millenniummon’s corpse as it was blasted, landing on the solid ground of the harbor as he watched the abomination fall.
“...Why hasn’t he exploded into data fragments yet?” He questioned, staring out at sea. “It should be happening by now.”
“... We never killed Kimeramon, did we?” Examon had watched the spectacle that had been Millenniummon’s destruction from his spot at the docks too- he’d lost sight of Dorugoramon amongst the chaos. “If we’re lucky, it’s down to a quirk of synthetic Digimon. If not- you had to leave Takeda alive, right?”
“In my defense, Beelzemon shoved me out the window before I could finish him off. Want me to go fix that right now?” BanchoLeomon folded his arms, grumbling.
“... What I meant was we can interrogate him for details on Millenniummon if you go get him.” Examon replied, slightly caught off-guard by BanchoLeomon’s killing intent. He wasn’t sure why, he’d come to expect this kind of thing from him- maybe he had too much on his mind at that moment. “Questions first, then we can see about putting one between his eyes.”
“I figured that was implied. Someone should probably keep watch here, though. Just in case he’s not dead.” BanchoLeomon shot back dryly as he leapt off back towards the Tokugawa Heavy Industries building.
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With their victory secured and their enemy taking a well-deserved dive into the Tokyo Bay, in pieces no less, Dorugoramon let out a loud primal roar, the fire cloaking her arms raging into a torrent of inferno. However, the celebration was over as quickly as it started. As the fire abated and eventually disappeared, she switched to an equally feral, yet calm composure, like an animal pondering about its next path.
With Millenniummon now six feet underwater, she was now at a loss about her desire. All she had known up to now was an unquenched bloodlust to slay Millenniummon and it was that desire that precipitated her existence and drove her actions. Now that that desire was fulfilled, the Mega was left wondering about what she should do.
She neither had the desire to fight the other Digimons around her nor the desire to hunt for anything. For the first time in her existence, she felt a strange void inside her head. She could feel things within the recesses of her mind, buried under untold emotions, feral instincts and crumbling rational sanity. It was a strange feeling she was only just aware of now that her fury had been quenched, yet she couldn’t quite grasp what it was and she certainly didn’t seem to care too much about it. Still, that emptiness left her unable to come up with a new purpose for her existence.
Her claw slowly clasped at the cooling, yet still-tense air around them, as if trying to reach for something, yet not knowing what she was trying to grab onto. Looking down at it, she found it empty, as expected, yet she felt that there was something she still had yet to do, but she didn’t know what.
With no purpose in mind and with the hollow feeling nagging at the back of her feral mind, Dorugoramon let out a growl-like hum as she began to fly away, more than content to wander aimlessly until she found anything worthy of notice.
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The steamy haze over Tokyo Bay began to clear as the assembled Digimon navigated their way out of it- and as Examon took into the air, the beating of his massive wings helped fan it away.
Now that Millenniummon was dead- or at least incapacitated- they had a small amount of time before some kind of chaos descended on them again. Many of them were quite winded after the fight and would most likely need to rest in case they were needed again.
One of them, however, had no such intention.
A loud roar pierced through the momentary calm. With the fog gradually clearing away, Examon could see the silver sheen of Dorugoramon’s body, the latter clearly losing interest in staying with Millenniummon gone. With a flap of her wings, it looked like she was going to move to wherever she saw fit, uncaringly leaving her allies behind.
And with BanchoLeomon going off to find Takeda and everyone else tending to themselves, Examon spread his wings and took after Dorugoramon.
One way or another, he was going to find out what had happened to her.
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