"What is this? It's so powerful." Jin Nanjiang clutched her chest, forcing herself to stay calm.
"Is this a Clow Card, a Sealed Beast, or a Digimon?" Syaoran glanced at Lee Henry beside him as he spoke.
Fighter Taurusmon did not care what the humans below were thinking. He unleashed a barrage of blows on Gamble Clow, and after several heavy strikes, even the massive Horn in his hand snapped. That massive Horn was a weapon made of light.
Finally, Fighter Taurusmon hoisted Gamble Clow high and slammed him onto a nearby rooftop, then pulled Terriermon, the Digimon he had trampled underfoot, out of the ground.
"Is it... dead?" Tomoyo asked cautiously. Ever since Sakura had begun collecting the Clow Cards, she had never caused destruction on this scale-not even a tenth of it.
"Fighter Taurusmon, show mercy!" Zheng Fan's voice came from the distant sky, somehow inspiring boundless confidence. At least for that instant, all the unease in Jin Nanjiang's heart vanished.
Zheng Fan had been slightly slower than Fighter Taurusmon, and when he turned around, he saw Fighter Taurusmon grabbing Terriermon. Even within the human race, no one spared a traitor merely because they were a fellow human with two eyes and a mouth, let alone a Digimon with such a vastly different form. Worried that Fighter Taurusmon would wipe out Terriermon as a traitor, Zheng Fan had no choice but to call out a warning.
But Zheng Fan was overthinking this. Digimon always defined their kind by their Digicores. The Vaccine-type Impmon and Gatomon were close friends. Of course, there were also plenty of examples of Vaccine-type and Virus-type Digimon being the best of friends.
"What... was that?" After venting his anger, Fighter Taurusmon finally calmed down. He had always been a Digimon accustomed to rational thought,