"God, I failed." On a boundless plain, Fighter Taurusmon knelt on one knee, speaking to someone unseen.
"Hmm, you failed? I expected as much, but it is still somewhat disappointing." Above the clouds, Azulongmon flew with his enormous body trailing behind him. "Tell me, what exactly happened in the human world? Why have so many Digimon gone there?"
"Lord Azulongmon, the human world is developing technology specifically designed to combat Digimon. Although it can only deal with weaker Champion Digimon, if they use that technology to slaughter Digimon below Champion level, those children will have no way to resist." The power of U-Ghost was what worried Fighter Taurusmon most. By comparison, however powerful people like Zheng Fan and Syaoran became, they would never threaten the safety of In-Training and Rookie Digimon.
"Also, not everyone in the human world is weak. I have already encountered two humans on par with Champion Digimon, and those humans have connections with certain Digimon." As Fighter Taurusmon spoke, two streams of tears ran from the corners of his eyes, and his expression grew increasingly contorted. Yet he seemed unaware of the changes in himself and simply kept talking.
"Ah..." Azulongmon sighed and knocked Fighter Taurusmon unconscious with a shock, lest he destroy himself in his grief.
"Brother Fan, do you really think this is okay?" On the lawn, Henry looked thoroughly troubled as he came over to speak to Zheng Fan, his gaze never leaving Guilmon.
"As long as he's happy, isn't that enough? Seeing Guilmon so happy, aren't you happy too?" Zheng Fan patted Henry on the shoulder.
"No, it's not that. Why would I begrudge anyone their happiness? It's just... it's just..." Growing anxious, Henry stood straight up and explained to Zheng Fan with frantic gestures.
Sometimes, what one saw with one's own