The blazing harbingers of the earth roamed aimlessly, their unfocused twitching mirroring the mental state of Rodendramon. Despite the bright burning form of the Pyro Raid's nodes, the fog quickly defused the light, only granting a minor refraction of light. Having not found anything, the projections of energy returned to their origin.
	The Earth Beast Digimon snarled, the twisting embers of his attack being reabsorbed into his armor. The glowing red eyes of Rodendramon passed around the desolation. A resentful growl built, soon ripping into the air. Something about the destruction perturbed the Digimon, though in its own mind, it wasn't sure why. However, on the outside, it was rather obvious, should anyone know who was within the Mega Digimon. A baleful roar then filled the air as the beast beat its wings, trying to cut a swath in the fog.
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	Returning to the Digital World wasn't exactly ideal for Jordan. In fact, a large part of him had really and truly hoped he would never see nor hear of it again. So, as can be imagined, when objects from the Digital World began appearing in the real world, he was more than a little unnerved. The confusion and panic that gripped the majority of the populace were instead replaced with a looming sense of dread for Jordan.
	When he heard about strange creatures appearing, to say the boy was on edge was an understatement. Jordan's behavior radically shifted at that point- to the extent that he barely left the family apartment. By the time his other would-be compatriots had met their Digimon partners, he had all but shut down. Most of his time was spent in the dark. He barely slept, and rarely ate. His stress had risen so high that he had stopped speaking. His interactions with the other tamers, and even Shrewmon to an extent, were out of necessity- more for them than for himself. He was glad to see his partner again, but at the same time, he would rather not relive any of their "[i]adventures[/i]".
	Having been done with the journey from the start, the events that transpired were far from welcome. And, honestly, they weren't entirely healthy for anyone involved. So, when they had finally returned to the Real World, he was more than ready to be done. So, this one last move was nearly the straw that broke the camel's back. Having to deal with a maniacal tyrant who used intimidation to get what he wanted, who created a horror of a synthetic Digimon, then unleashed to cause wanton destruction- it was as if all of his mistakes, the thoughts that twisted his stomach at night- all of it was thrown in his face. So, when the time came to finish this abomination, Jordan let go. He didn't want to have to think anymore, and the Biomerge that was called upon clearly obliged. His roiling emotions, combined with the energy of fighting off the forces of the Royal Knights and the escaping energy of the Earth- seeking a protector, any outlet to defend itself against the heinous threat that had been vomited upon it- forged the feral heart that was Rodendramon. The power that was born was outside of the control of both Shrewmon and Jordan. Therefore, though their minds were working in tandem, it was only in the background, their instincts laid bare against the torrent of evil they faced.