"BanchoLeomon, so this is where you were. Looks like I've stumbled onto something pretty big." A somewhat arrogant voice suddenly rang out.
"It's you, Belphemon." BanchoLeomon's expression remained unchanged, but he discreetly signaled for everyone to be careful.
"Well, well. I've heard that BanchoLeomon is the World Tree's most capable assistant. So you must be here to help the World Tree deal with the resistance in the Human World." Belphemon spoke casually, as though he were merely joking with a friend.
"Damn it. All of you, get out of here. Return to the Human World and prepare for all-out war." With that, BanchoLeomon turned and threw a heavy punch at Belphemon.
BanchoLeomon's finishing move, Burning Bancho Fist, struck Belphemon and sent him flying. Yet there was not a trace of joy on BanchoLeomon's face. Aside from being knocked away, Belphemon had suffered no damage whatsoever.
"Agumon, let's go!" Marcus Damon clenched his fists and charged toward Belphemon, with Agumon close behind.
"Marcus Damon, come back!" Thomas roared, but his words did little to deter Marcus Damon.
Belphemon stood motionless, as though he had gone stupid, letting Marcus Damon attack him. Or perhaps he simply could not be bothered to resist. Either way, Marcus Damon's fist slammed into Belphemon. Just as everyone was about to cheer, a ring of black ripples spread from Belphemon's body. The ripples swept over Marcus Damon, and his vision went black as he lost consciousness. They washed over Agumon as well, and Agumon collapsed alongside him.
"Marcus Damon!" BanchoLeomon leaped forward, caught Marcus Damon as he fell from midair, and tossed him back to Thomas. Then the black ripples reached BanchoLeomon too. He lost his balance for an instant before his formidable strength allowed him to regain control of his body. But Belphemon seized the opportunity