"Am I still alive?" A hoarse voice rose from the grass. Zheng Fan climbed to his feet and found that his left hand had completely recovered.
Memories flowed through Zheng Fan's mind like water as he recalled everything that had happened during his fight with Etemon. After every battle, he needed to carefully analyze everything he had done.
Several hours passed, and a bitter smile tugged at Zheng Fan's lips. He did not know whether to feel happy or sad.
In Zheng Fan's plan, the best outcome had been to frighten Etemon off. If that failed, he should at least have managed to block two or three attacks. He had never expected Etemon to use a mid-battle power boost as well, severely injuring him with a single punch.
"Tanemon, may I ask where this is?" Zheng Fan was no reckless fool. He had already sensed that there were no powerful Digimon or any hostility in this space. Only then had he relaxed enough to reflect on the battle.
"You're awake. This is Azulongmon's residence. I came to heal you," Tanemon replied without hesitation.
Zheng Fan froze at Tanemon's words. After thinking for a moment, he said apologetically, "Did you revert to an In-Training Tanemon to save me? Thank you." As he spoke, he began gathering data energy in his palm, only to discover that no matter how hard he tried, he could not attract even a trace of the data energy scattered through the air.
While Zheng Fan was still puzzling over this, a rumbling voice rang out. A Digimon approached from the distance. Its build resembled Greymon's, but its entire body was red. A strange ring-shaped marking with three points adorned its head. A single glance at it was enough to inspire a sense of danger.
"Lady Ophanimon, Lord