With a zealous, primal fury, Dorugoramon chased the weakened Millenniummon while the other Digimon were laying relentless blows one after the other. Her gold eyes glistened with hunger like a predator ready to close in on its tired prey. However, as the concrete landscape was replaced by the familiar sight of the blue above and below, the dragon suddenly stopped following the battered and seemingly dying abomination. A soft growl escaped her glistening maw as her yellow eyes took upon the watery landscape that was the addition to their ever-expanding battlefield and the gears inside her seemingly beastly mind began to click and turn... 

[i]"SKREEEEE!!!"[/i]

Within seconds, what bravado and primal rage she had in her was suddenly replaced by what seemed to be abject terror, judging from how she suddenly flinched and shrieked, then refused to go anywhere near the oceanic terrain. Even though swimming shouldn't be that much of a concern to a flying dragon, for some reason, the otherwise powerful Mega Digimon refused to go near the water where she had worked to lure Millenniummon to. 

She latched onto a miraculously still-intact roof and roared at the weakening enemy, clearly eager to have a piece of it herself yet, for unseen reasons, too scared to even fly above the ocean to get to it. She could be seen glancing back and forth between Millenniummon and the aquatic terrain fearfully with every agitated noises she made. Given her shape and physique, swimming shouldn't be such a big issue for her, yet it was as if she refused to even entertain the notion of having to do so. It was a stark contrast to her earlier animalistic tendencies. It was a fear that was almost [i]human[/i]...

[color=2E2C2C]... something that one of the other combatants might find suspiciously familiar; in particular, a certain mad dragon.[/color]