[Shepard is unable to see most of what's ahead of her, because Strikedramon is carrying her bridal style and her face is tucked into his chest. She wants to be on her feet, but she's having trouble breathing, and while she isn't going to say anything, she's starting to worry that she might have injured something internally other than bones.]
[When her partner stops walking suddenly, though, she pulls herself up a little using his shoulder to get a look.]
The hell?
[Strikedramon goes stiff and growls. Dark digivolution, meet digimon designed to chase down and kill viruses. When he talks, it's in a rough growl.]
no subject
[When her partner stops walking suddenly, though, she pulls herself up a little using his shoulder to get a look.]
The hell?
[Strikedramon goes stiff and growls. Dark digivolution, meet digimon designed to chase down and kill viruses. When he talks, it's in a rough growl.]
Virus.