[ As it turned out, the Undertaker and Keramon were close at hand. Down on the street, the creepy pair waited for the Beemon to arrive: Keramon because fighting would be fun, and Undertaker because Keramon wanted to. The Undertaker had his scythe with him, not even considering leaving his weapon behind, even if it had lost its ability to cut through (almost) everything. Still, he didn't mean to miss any of this battle, even if he wasn't particularly invested in the outcome.
The shouts and firebursts from above drew their attention skywards to that initial squadron of Beemon. Neither of them recognized Flamedramon, but Daisuke they did, and Keramon at least recognized an evolved Digimon when he saw one!
The jellyfish cackled delightedly. ]
Is it time to play soccer with the ruffians? Crazy Giggle!
[ Pow pow! From his mouth Keramon fired a pair of energy bursts that raced skyward, exploding with similar effect (which was to say, none) against the carapace of one of the Flybeemon.
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The shouts and firebursts from above drew their attention skywards to that initial squadron of Beemon. Neither of them recognized Flamedramon, but Daisuke they did, and Keramon at least recognized an evolved Digimon when he saw one!
The jellyfish cackled delightedly. ]
Is it time to play soccer with the ruffians? Crazy Giggle!
[ Pow pow! From his mouth Keramon fired a pair of energy bursts that raced skyward, exploding with similar effect (which was to say, none) against the carapace of one of the Flybeemon.
Not that Keramon was dissuaded. ]
Ruffians! Let's play!