"He is not happy," Bartholomew the Wizardmon grunted, holding his staff tightly.

Perry shot his partner a look as if to say 'No kidding.'

Gertrude hissed. This was only her second time as Sorcermon and already she was feeling the strain of such a battle. Her eyes flick up to the flying digimon, "It does not matter. We still need a better plan. Bartholomew. Take Perry."

Just as she said this the barrier flickered. Gertrude stepped forward, ready with a freezing spray of water, "Drowning Aquarius!" The water would hopefully buy Bartholomew enough time to get Perry to a safe location and out of the immediate range of Unimon's attack.