[Myotismon simply laughs at the pathetic attempt of attacks from the Chosen and their partners. The sound is...well, creepy seems to be the only word to describe it. Thanks to its corrupted nature, the laugh comes out scratchy and high pitched reminiscent of nails on a chalk board, though broken, skipping like an off-track record.
It flew up into the sky, the air distorting noticeably around it (likely due to its current corrupted state). With a sweep of its hand, a dark grey cloud filled with bat-like creatures soared down towards the third group, Digimon and Chosen in its path.]
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It flew up into the sky, the air distorting noticeably around it (likely due to its current corrupted state). With a sweep of its hand, a dark grey cloud filled with bat-like creatures soared down towards the third group, Digimon and Chosen in its path.]
GRISLY WING