Ten grew restless. He was itching for the final fight, the showdown with Majiramon. Although he was physically next to Chloe, surveying the perimeter to Native Forest, his mind trailed off into a fantasy of how the fight would go down. The dragon infuriated him. The disgust Ten had for Majiramon rivaled nothing else he had ever felt before. “Chloe, I cannot do this all day. I cannot excuse what he did.” “I know, Ten. I know,” Chloe stopped walking and looked down to the ground. The vision played out over and over in seconds. Majiramon brainwashing the poor Kunemon and Dokunemon that were Ten’s friends, now enemies. Flymon and Snimon attacked, their wings making the humming noise she may never forget. “We can’t just go head first without making sure he doesn’t have backup.” Ten looked into the sky, the memory of fighting Okuwamon as MegaKabuterimon haunting him. He had to decide: delete him to save him from the brainwashing, the torture, or beat them to a pulp and keep them living in this lifetime. What was their best friend supposed to do? “BanchoLeomon is hitting the other side of the perimeter,” Chloe told Ten, “He showed you how to digivolve into a different digimon. We just have to clear this part of the forest.” A snap of tree branches startled Chloe, making her jump and turn her head around to see where it was coming from. Ten barely moved his head, his wings charging with electricity. Chloe held out a hand to tell Ten to stand down, she saw what the noise was. She slunk behind a thick tree trunk and looked through the forest. She couldn’t believe what she saw. In a tiny clearing, there were tiny digimon carrying a plate of bread buns, or some sort of bread snack. There was a tiny cave that they were walking up to. From the darkness of the cave was a snarl, a sinister sound that made Chloe’s hair stand on end. A long snout came from the pitch black and quickly snatched up the snack. The tiny digimon allowing it, not fighting back. They let out scared noises and began shivering. “Listen here, Burgamon, those snacks weren’t your best. If you don’t bring me a snack worth my time, I’m coming out of this cave and will eat all of you.” The Burgamon were crying after this, and they ran off. They were so blind by fear they ran past Chloe. Ten shrugged. Chloe grabbed his hand claw and pulled him with her, following the tiny digimon. It wasn’t far from the cave, but a decent walk, a village that had houses that looked like tiny burger buns, onions, and eggs. The three had ran straight for one of the bigger onion looking buildings, and screamed for other Burgamon. The two that came out were slightly taller than the other ones, and they looked just as worried. One of them had a purple dress on, and the digimon was crying. “Excuse me,” Chloe whispered to the Burgamon. She was out of place, much taller than the whole village, buildings included. The Burgamon jumped and screamed, which was expected. “I witnessed you bringing the snack to whatever digimon is in the cave. I heard his threat and we’re here to help.” Ten scoffed. The male looking adult Burgamon moved forward, shielding his family. “We’re a small village trying to make delicious snacks for those traveling. Perhaps, like yourself. We’ve no combative experience and there is a Fangmon who stalks the village and has taken all of our main ingredients to eat.” Chloe kneeled down to level with the Burgamon. She could see how they wouldn’t fight back. Whether they had limited moves or just too scared to do much and take the stand. “We’ve run out of options, girl. We need to make him a perfect snack or else we’re done.” Ten looked to the direction of the cave. He could pass time and take some of his anger out on the Fangmon, freeing the Burgamon. He liked that idea a lot.