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"Lamberta Kick!"
Right as you turn the corner, you hear a human shout his command. Phascomon watches as the man's partner bursts forward, expelling jets of air from the vents on its legs. The wind displaces the foul water and propels his foot at the same time, striking Raremon across the face and shattering several teeth. The monster moans in pain, rearing back as the bipedal Digimon flips through the air and lands before his tamer.
A person! Here! You were vaguely aware of this possibility, but encountering someone on your first trip wasn't within your expectations. The man is tall, with a blue jacket and neon blonde hair. He's dressed differently from the punks you're used to, with bright silver highlights on his outfit instead of the black fashion that rebellious youth like yourself tend to sport. You remain behind cover, watching as his Digimon's scarf billows in the wind.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">KAUS GAMMAMON- CHAMPION- DRAGON MAN- DATA</span></span>
His partner stands on two legs, with vivid blue scales and a reptilian snout. A spiky crest protects his head, and his body looks well-suited for martial combat. As Raremon rears up for another attack, the Kaus Gammamon rushes in and seizes a chunk of metal from the bluish mass of gunk. It brutally rips out the rod as it passes, taking a string of vital machinery with it. Raremon screams in agony as its life support is damaged. Before the man can issue another command, the monster flees.
Right towards where you're hiding.
<span class="mu-s">"Damn it! Run! Again!"</span>
