Dynasmon had spent a small few minutes recovering from his attack. Clipping the massive digimon had thrown him off and his almost unstoppable speed caused him to continue on through several buildings before finally landing in one. It was there he lay, people around him, poking him and being curious as people often are. Those people, had managed to get out of the way of him and were also trying to wake him. For even though Dynasmon and his team had been destroying the city, they knew, somehow that it was MIlleniummon who would kill them all. Internally, it was Wizardmon who had taken on the job of trying to bring Elle back from her blank state. It was so worrying that he DeDigivolved from Sage Mode until he became plain old Dynasmon again, hoping to use the lasting power to revive his partner and keep them together as a digimon.

Inside Elle's mind, however, she was reliving all of the times she had run away, the times she had done nothing and hid like a coward while her friends had put themselves in danger. She had even Dark Digivolved and ruined so much once, she had had so much anger. She was still angry now but not in the same way. Suddenly, Elle's thoughts changed, she remembered when they had all first met. She remembered meeting DemiMeramon, and taking him to the beach. She remembered meeting everyone else there and then moving to the small beach house where they had had alcohol and laughter, it had been a good day. Elle smiled and finally woke, she hadn't run away this time and she wouldn't again. Though she would consider retirement eventually, with more times like that one hopefully.

"Sorry Wizardmon, I must have overslept." she said with a pained grin and looked at her partner, he looked terrible and was too tired to even come up with a witty retort. Outwardly, she thought of her current body, Dynasmon was damaged and scratched and she had no idea how they were still going. They just weren't quite as strong as their friends, even though they were Dynasmon together. With an audible effort, they sat up, scattering the humans aside. Dynasmon looked around and, out over the water, was Milleniummon being attacked and beaten to a pulp. "Let's go, I want to get this asshole." Said Elle, who watched as she saw the massive attack that the new, strange digimon threw out over the water and somehow knew that they only had one attack left.

"You know this one might kill us" Wizardmon cautioned, he knew what she was thinking and he'd calmed a lot. He was mostly thankful that she was alive even if they might die now.

"Aren't you supposed to be able to tell the future or something?" Elle remarked, causing Wizardmon to laugh

"If I am, I've never done it. I'll try it if we live, how about that?" He retorted and then they merged together, giving all of their anger, and strength to Dynasmon, who picked himself up and jumped from the window, spreading his wings and flying to the top of a building at the edge of the harbour.

"It's time." He muttered, absorbing the energy from Elle and Wizardmon and dragging the last of his own energy to his hands and being he brought them up to the sky and aimed at Milleniummon. He hoped the others would be out of the way, however. "Breath of Wyvern!" He roared, his voice carrying over the city as he released his energy into his greatest attack. The area above him glowed as, borne from his hands, spirit and strength, a massive flaming wyvern was born. Dynasmon did all he could to keep it steady and it's mind trained on only Milleniummon but he needn't have bothered, the semi-sentient attack was more than happy to go for something of that size and strength.

With the release of the attack, it was almost too much for them to hold together and they lay down on top of the tower, too exhausted to even check the damage that their attack had done. It was a miracle that they hadn't died and even more so that they hadn't split apart. They needed energy. Food mainly, but anything would do at that point.