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<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">"No way! I don't even know who you are, but-"</span></span>
"We don't have time to argue! Unless you can think of a way out."
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">"Yeah, I can! I'm calling backup, this is too much to handle. Not even two Champion-level Digimon are enough to fight that guy. How is he this strong?"</span></span>
"What if you had three?"
Commandramon raises his eyeridge.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">"You have one of your own too?"</span></span>
"I can acquire one on the spot. I just need data from your ride. Lookie here. My friend is raring to go."
He wiggles the Digivice and sets a reassuring hand on Kokuwamon three's back.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">"What if I say no?"</span></span>
"Then our truce has to end here," you interject. "We can't let you call them in. If you do, we're gonna have to fight you on the spot. And then we're ALL screwed- Hololize!"
You send Porcupamon out, in order to make good on that threat. He emerges with sagging shoulders and busted-up armor, looking ready to keel over any time. You feel awful about making him stand up in such a state, but none of you can afford any leeway here.
<span class="mu-s">"What... she... said. Don't make us do it, little carabinieri."</span>
Doc's artificial eyes glow a vivid blue as he scans your partner, but he keeps his focus on the pair of officers. With no real choice left, Commandramon scowls and pops the cockpit open.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">"What do you want from me?! What do you even mean by 'Digi-DNA'?"</span></span>
Doc is already marching over. He nearly stumbles when DarkTyrannomon smashes another pillar downstairs, but steadies himself against the smooth chassis of Mekanorimon. He presses the metallic prongs of his Digivice against the Digimon's body, sliding it around as he searches for something.
"Not here, not here... Ah, there's the core."
A loud hum emanates from Mekanorimon, as his internal systems react to whatever the Code Cracker is doing.
