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Your loud exclamation has attracted an Airdramon, who's now swooping down to ambush you. You scrabble for your gun, but even as you raise it, you know it's too late. The first shot hits it straight in the head. It's a lucky hit, nothing more, but it doesn't even flinch. Its natural Vaccine-typing and Champion status are enough for it to shrug the malware off. You're left with no choice but to let go of the window and fall, hoping gravity is faster than this creature.
Astamon is too far away to help, and you're tens of floors up in the air. Once you're falling, you end up too flustered to correctly activate your .apps. Your hopes are dashed when the Airdramon tucks its wings in and rapidly gains on you, coming closer and closer with its savage teeth gnashing. Its bony face is a mask of death, bearing a malicious grin.
<span class="mu-s">"MARNIE!"</span> He yells, but you can no longer pay attention to him.
You can't give up here. You spur yourself into action even as you tumble through the air while flipping upside down repeatedly. f1oat is out of the question, slowing will let it catch you instantly. Maybe f0rce? No, changing your vectors won't matter when it can turn on a dime. Optical camo! It has to be that. But before you can execute the program, the Airdramon reaches you. It targets your hand with the Digivice, attempting to snap down straight on your limb.
You never feel the pain.
