The "comb" of a "cockatrice snake" had originally resembled a rooster's comb. But after the creature died, it would harden into a substance similar to red coral, making it an excellent material for brewing Magic Potions.
But just as Dark carefully cut off the gradually hardening "comb," a piercing shriek suddenly came from Leomon's direction.
Dark immediately went on alert. A white blur flashed before his eyes, and Gatomon was already standing at the ready.
The monster inside the treasure chest, with a clown's head and a spring-like body, suddenly sprang out. The red boxing glove attached to its spring arm viciously slammed into Leomon's jaw.
With a bang, Leomon was actually knocked several steps back by that long-prepared blow.
But he immediately planted his heels and, with incredible speed, drew the ancestral demon blade "Lionmaru" from behind his waist. A flash of crimson passed through his eyes, and the demon blade was already out of its sheath.
Clang—
An ear-piercing screech of metal rang through the passage.
Leomon tried to sever the spring at the "treasure chest monster"—the "Treasure Chest Clown's"—waist, but amid the Treasure Chest Clown's cackling laughter, he was instead entangled by the spring.
Then the Treasure Chest Clown leaned its body back and drew back its right arm. The spring stretched to its limit, and the bright red glove shot toward him like lightning, filling his vision.
Leomon's expression turned grave. He abruptly stepped back and twisted aside, already gripping Honedge's hilt in his left hand. With a backhand slash, he cut at the Treasure Chest Clown's spring right arm.
This time, with a crack, the Treasure Chest Clown's spring right arm was severed instantly.
Leomon instead pinned down the Treasure Chest Clown's left arm with the demon blade in his right hand. Then he closed