Between the two of them, Nonna and Pawnchessmon managed to land a few shots. After Kabuterimon's first attack, Pawnchessmon quickly dodged and managed to score a hit on it's left leg with her lightning attack. At the same time Nonna carved a long gash in the other leg between the chitinous plates. Unfortunately for the duo, they might have as well throw pebbles on the champion digimon. It's sheer size made it just shrug off the damage, not to mention all it had to do was to use it's wings and it wouldn't need the legs anyhow.

That said, they were not doing absolutely nothing. The Kabuterimon was getting majorly annoyed and seeking to take it out on the closest living thing that didn't put up any resistance, namely Brent. For a second there she thought the legend or whatever it was why they were borught here would be very short lived, but then in a brilliant flash of light, the other guy's digimon changed - something Pawnchessmon referred to as Digivolution, if memory served.

"Gloryhogs! Find your own fight!" Pawnchessmon growled in frustration. She didn't need their help! She wouldn't ever succeed in her goal if she was forced to rely on someone else! Looking at Nonna, even her faceless head conveyed her feeling pretty well to the likeminded girl. "We'll have to show them all the hard way what happens when they leave a pawn unattended now, won't we?" the Russian said back, reversing the grip on her sword and throwing it over to her partner.

Pawnchessmon felt a surge of power like she was never able to summon before as she caught her partner's sword. Was this strength always in her? Why did it take a human girl to bring it out? No matter! They could be philosophical about it after they would emerge victorious!

"Promotion: Queen!" The little pawn was engulfed in a golden glow as she raised the sword. [b]"Heartbreaker!"[/b] she howled, thrusting the sword forward, launching herself against the back of the Kabuterimon, hitting it straight between the wings with what she felt was a swing that could cut through a mountain, uncaring if she hit Greymon and Garurumon in the process - It would serve them right for butting in! She didn't have time to observe the result of her attack though, as her strength was rapidly leaving her.

Seeing Pawnchessmon falling, Nonna ran up to catch her along with her weapon. Halfway down though, the girl's eyes widened as the chess piece turned into what she could only describe as a fuzzball with a helmet. Catching her gently into her arms, the Russian momentarily forgot about the insectoid monster.

"Are you OK, little thing?"
"Did we... get it?"

Nonna looked up, ready to run if the answer was 'no'.