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You pull out the program and begin looking over Mekanorimon.
"You need to tell me which parts are essential. What's broken? Quick!"
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">"Uh- The arms! Remember all those wires you slashed? Fix those first!"</span></span>
You follow his instructions, applying the repair code strategically. The severed and snapped wiring knits back together, restoring his ability to slash. Commandramon points to the dented chassis next. There are several spots where the concave wounds have started pressing against circuitry. With your .app, you buff those out and stop them from pinching vital servos and motors.
Next, there's the lens. It's cracked, and the laser diodes underneath have been melted by fire. Commandramon insists that you repair it, but you take one look and move on. It's beyond your expertise, all you can do is search for the next vital point while ignoring his protests. That point ends up being the jetpack, and he stops pushing when you bark at him for guidance.
"Is offense more important to you, or is dodging the next lethal blow more important for your friend? Come on!"
As you work, you try to ignore the crashing and grunting from down below. You feel several spikes of panic through your wrist, and look up each time. Even as the repairs progress steadily, you can't help but feel your anxiety grow and grow and grow. Finally, you can stand no more. You drop the code and look around for Porcupamon, hoping to see him alive and well.
He's hiding behind a pile of rubble, while DarkTyrannomon sweeps his head around. In a rage, he launches a fireball at a random storefront, setting another section of the mall ablaze. His shoulders rise and fall with exertion, and he digs his claws into the ground.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r">"WHERE ARE YOU?! HAD ENOUGH YET?! COME ON OUT SO WE CAN FINISH THIS! I'LL WIN THIS TIME. COME OUT, PORCUPAMON!"</span></span>
A little shape bursts through the ash and dust. With a wicked snicker, it perks up and points to your partner's cover.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r">"Boss! He's over here!"</span></span>
Porcupamon's head snaps towards Gazimon, who's standing in full view of him. His claw is raised, directing his leader to his quarry.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r">"Perfect. I knew you were good for something."</span></span>
DarkTyrannomon inhales for a moment, but seems to think better of it. He lowers his center of mass and charges straight for the pile, eager to bulldoze it and smash your partner to bits.
<span class="mu-s">"MARNIE! COME ON!"</span>
"Hololize!"
He tears through the fallen stone slabs, crushing them into dust between his white claws. The raging beast bellows to the sky once again, as his quarry is snatched out from right beneath him. He follows the sound of your voice, and this time, the fireball comes straight for you.
