Myotismon laughed uproariously, though there was a hint of sorrow in his laughter. But he soon seemed to realize something. When he attacked again, every move he aimed at Wizardmon was still lethal, while his attacks on Gatomon were clearly meant to capture her alive.
"Takato, which side should we help?" Ruki and the others were only ordinary humans. At this distance, they could barely hear Myotismon's wild laughter, let alone any of the conversation.
"Maybe we can help those two Champion Digimon. That Ultimate Digimon is a Virus-type." As Renamon spoke, she shot Guilmon a provocative glance. But the clueless Guilmon failed to notice at all.
"Gatomon, this time I'll make you taste human blood too. Do you know? Thanks to the power of blood, I'm growing stronger every moment." Myotismon attacked again, sending Gatomon flying with a sweeping kick before shattering Wizardmon's ice spike with one swipe of his claws.
"Damn it, he's getting stronger and stronger. Gatomon, I need at least a minute." Wizardmon's voice rang out inside Gatomon's mind.
Gatomon had no ability to transmit her voice directly into someone's ears. All she could offer in response to Wizardmon's request was a despairing look. Against the steadily strengthening Myotismon, even their combined efforts might not keep them alive for another minute.
Wizardmon understood Gatomon's look, and naturally, Myotismon saw the despair in her eyes too. Though he did not know what Wizardmon and Gatomon had communicated, that did not stop him from attacking Wizardmon with everything he had.
Myotismon spread his arms, and a black cloud rushed toward Wizardmon. "Night Demon Assault!"
Watching the approaching swarm of bats, Wizardmon was remarkably calm. He used no magic to resist. Amid Gatomon's terrified cries, he smiled. "With my power, I can just barely use this move once." With