“‘Sup?” Kappa lazily intoned towards the newcomer as he arrived, asked questions and began shaking his spear about, “Sorry, didn’t catch your name. RoadKilldramon, right?”

“WarCapidramon,” Examon muttered, shooting the Orci a foul look, before he took a good, solid look around his surroundings.
“So, Parasimon and Sleipmon are up in that cave, right?” 

It wasn’t difficult to twig upon the cave in question; among the various holes in the nearby rock face, there was one that was practically a wound in the earth, with a large mouth that would allow a titanic lump like Parasimon to enter and exit with relative freedom.

“Yup,” Kappa replied, completely ignoring WarCapidramon and whatever reactions he might have had to what he said, “He was out cold the last I knew, but for all I know, might be awake now. Might want to approach with caution; God only knows how he might react if you don’t.”

“It would’ve been nice if you could give that warning beforehand. Looks like he’s about to say hello,” Alphamon replied, noticing something glinting in the distance near the gaping mouth of the cave. Looking down at WarCapidramon, she lowered herself to look at the Mega eye to eye, or at least as equal as her size would allow her. “Everything is fine, WarCapidramon. It’s about time we wrap things up.”

Examon would have added something on to Alphamon’s remark, but as it was, he saw the distant glint too; and for a moment, he flinched, bracing the Omni-Shield-

Before the world around them exploded in a sickly orange half-light.

“COME ON, THEN,” The harsh, strained voice of Parasimon just about roared at them as he suddenly revealed himself a short distance of a few hundred meters away, “You came here to end this, right? So let’s fucking end it.”

With a gesture, he pulled his lance back towards him, the polearm rushing back from having collided with the Omni-Shield, entering the insectoid abomination’s hand as the orange glow of the shield faded.

In his hand, the lance changed, the tip expanding into an array of cannons as it had done before. Parasimon’s four arms flexed, filling with strength as the very tips of the vicious claws on the end of each glinted in the sunlight. And across his body, streaks of crystal webbed out from his torso as he seemed to be filled with an ever-more terrible power.

“Parasimon, we’re here to end this, but not like this.” Alphamon’s calm voice belied her readiness at having to kill Parasimon if necessary and her subsequent reluctance in doing so. 

“Better start talking, then,” Parasimon growled in response, readying his transformed lance as he slowly began to approach.
In response, Examon glared at the insectoid abomination and took out his own lance; but as Parasimon slowly approached, he stood by Kappa, WarCapidramon and Alphamon, not moving but rather standing his ground.
“Might wanna hurry this up,” He hissed towards Kappa and Alphamon, conscious of the fact that Parasimon needed to be neutralized as quickly as possible.

“The Sovereigns have confirmed it. Yggdrasil is long gone,” Alphamon spoke up, aware of the urgency while trying not to be forceful to a Digimon that was still after their heads. “All this time, Imperialdramon has been serving a defunct machine. Now that he’s gone, I want to bring this charade to an end without anymore life lost, both on your side and ours.”

At this Parasimon froze. 
“... What.” Was his only vocalization at first, less a question and more a statement of blunt disbelief.
Yggdrasil… was gone? Dead? He’d been killed? He hadn’t been there to stop it?
His grip tightened around his lance, and a palpable aura of wrath began to emanate from his body as the crystalline growths expanded further.
“... Don’t you fucking dare,” He hissed after that pause of a few moments, his troubled mind struggling and unable to comprehend or accept what he’d just been told, “Don’t you fucking dare lie to me, you goddamned deserter.”

“They’re telling the truth,” Kappa added himself, suddenly conscious of the fact that Parasimon was glaring at him along with the other three members of his party, “Yggdrasil’s dead, Parasimon. He’s been dead for a very long ti-”

“Be quiet,” Parasimon snapped at the Orci, cutting him off viciously as his glare intensified, “What the hell were you thinking, Kappa?!? Handing me and Sleipmon over to the enemy?!?”

“As diabolical as he is, your son isn’t putting you into the hands of death, Parasimon. He wouldn’t have bothered waiting for me and Examon to separate before delivering us to you if he wanted to see you dead.” The former Knight of the Empty Seat could see why Parasimon would respond with such denial since they were essentially telling him that he had served what amounted to a digital corpse. “Yggdrasil is dead… long before I even left, Parasimon. Hate me all you like, as do many others, because I deserve it, but I know you want this to end as much as we do.”