This thing's not gonna leave us alone-- we'll keep watch on the Dark Field, we can't expect to win this one!

[Golemon wants to protest more than anything; but he whines and nods and backs away from the rising monster as Terra rushes forward and grabs his arm. He lifts her to his back and they retreat.]

[Timeskip!]

[It's not much of a camp, just a little outlet, close enough to see the Dark Field, but far enough away to not attract the Myotismon. They'd figured last time that the creatures only attack if they're close, so this way they can rest up. It's been almost two days that the others have been inside, and with snapped tethers, Terra was...well, still worried.

Gotsumon lay beside her, tired. At least he can sleep.]

Terra, this is Gotsumon. [She stretches.] They were out by now, last time...

[She's still distracted.]