There was time before the Operation Majiramon Takedown began. Chloe and Ten were trying to listen to their new mentor’s advice. He had told them to take a break from focusing on Majiramon before their hatred and anger took over and caused terrible consequences. Ten had an idea as to what he meant, though he didn’t let Chloe in on the details. BanchoLeomon was afraid that Chloe’s devotion was strong, almost too strong. Her emotions, if spiraled out of control toward the Dragon Lord, would cause Ten to have a devastating Dark Digivolution phase, where Ten could be hurt even more. BanchoLeomon knew she’d blame herself far too deep to come back. The lion man recommended going to see the sights. Chloe thought about it, she had been wanting to see more of the canyon region, where they had found the lion man. After the events in Toy Town, why not, she thought. They had made it in a combination of walking and flying, all done by Kabuterimon. Chloe stood from on top of the canyon side, where they had once done looking into the deep crevasse of the region. Where they had spotted the lion man. Below them was a caravan, a small carriage guided by a ShimaUnimon. Ten told her the name of the digimon, as he had seen only one once before. Running up to it from behind, and then their flank was a group of goblin looking digimon. They shouted and ransacked the carriage. Chloe tried to shout, had Ten digivolve into Kabuterimon, by it spooked them off. “Are you okay?” she asked the driver, another weirdly looking digimon. “I’m alright, child,” he said, gripping his head where one of the attacking digimon bonked him on the head with a bone club. “They took off with a good chunk of my goods.” “Do you know who they are?” Ten asked, looking wildly about in case they decided they weren’t much of a thread and wanted to try again. The driver digimon shook his head. “I’m afraid not,” he said, “But I have heard of bandits around. They took me by surprise, though.” Chloe gave Ten a look. Her partner digimon knew that look very well. He kneeled down and let her climb up to his back, and his wings began to flap and bring them up into the air. She looked over the side at the digimon, “Don’t worry,” she shouted down, “I’ll find them. I’ll bring back your stuff.” “Thank you, miss,” the digimon shouted back. “Be careful. I’m going to tend to ShimaUnimon for now. I’ll be more on my guard if they come back next time.” The team took off. Racing through the canyon in the air was easy to maneuver. There was little traffic above the ground, and nothing the giant bug form of Ten’s couldn’t handle. Chloe kept pointing forward, looking around for any clues. A few digimon they stopped to ask mentioned seeing some weirdly green digimon run down the canyon. One even spat a rumor of a makeshift camp site further down. That is exactly where Chloe had Ten bring them. In front of them, after ten more minutes of flying, was a huge building made of scrap metal plating, wooden crates, and just whatever other junk could have been lying around at the time. On top of the door, in red, was a bold sign that spelled out Ogre.