[color=f7941d][h1] Vivian Benini [/h1][/color]

When he arrived at the scene he was shocked at the amount of hurt digimon, and when he looked onto the group that was responsible he saw dinosaur like creatures in marine outfits and were those ... [color=f7941d]"Guns."[/color] Vivian blinked absolute conffused, for some reason Candlemon gave him a nod and told him on it to immediately go into the fray shooting wax.

Vivian wondered if Candlemon misunderstood his confusion for actually having a clue what he wanted him to do. Was this what they were supposed to do? This was a war zone. When he was told that they will  deal with hackers he imagined at worst a few punches being exchanged... not ... definitely not guns, bombs and explosion. Looking over to Niels, he received a answer in the form of them moving into the fight to deal with a tank, ordering them to deal with the commandramon... 

[color=f7941d]"Great, my dad gonna kill me for signing up for a paramilitary organisation."[/color] Viv muttered into his chin, trying to take some calm from his digimon confidence. Candlemon looked like he knew what he was doing as he followed impmon staying a few hops behind. It felt like it wasnt their first rodeo. Were they trained to fight? Were they soldiers? 

Vivion stepped away from the fight and closer to the side where one of the hurt Agumon was. Kneeling beside it, he gently touched him. [color=f7941d]"Hey can I help you somehow? What is digimon first aid?... " [/color]Vivian looked back to the fight spotting Candlemon aiming waxs at the digimon feet. [color=92278f]"How about some tragedy practice!" [/color]He called to Impmon and Tinkermon, allowing them to finish the movement restricted digimon. Yet as his partner was focused on his task, he didnt spot that he was attacked on a instinct Viv called loudly out. [color=f7941d]"To your left!"[/color] And the flame head turned to the left spotting just in time to hop out the way of the attack and throw a clog of waxs into the commandramon eyes.