Lily had always been enthralled by stories about heroes. Those brave men and women that could look death and danger in the eye and still come out on top. Certain annihilation was never a certainty, but rather a challenge. She had always wanted to be the heroine of that kind of story. Even if this world had been terrifying practically from the moment she landed here a small part of her had been filled with excitement. Surely there would be thrills and adventures around every corner. Watching as Candlemon took the attack for her and to see the Mettatur aiming its buster at her and the other children sapped all of that away. Suddenly she found herself looking at a monster. A real monster, one that would kill her and everyone here if it had half a chance. She felt the sun at her face and realize that it was the attack the monster was preparing to fire. Candlemon was picking himself off the ground and Minomon was doing his absolute best to try and get another thread on the monster to no avail. "They're so brave..." Lily whispered under her breath. She watched as the glimmer of a Navi struck at the monster and the other digimon, Kudamon, fired a ball of light right back at the monster. But she couldn't call anything out. She was rooted to the spot, her body shaking like a leaf. Lily found herself dropping to her knees and covering her head. Tears of sheer terror ran down her face as she shook her head. She didn't want to die! Not here, not when she had so much of her life to live! All she wanted to do was go home and return to the safety of her normal life. Her heart skipped a beat as Candlemon's shadow loomed over her. The small digimon put its arms up, the flame of top of its head burning brightly as it acted as cover for her. Minomon was still at the monster's feet, unloading as much silk as he could to try and tangle up the monster. "You don't have to be brave right now." Candlemon told her, and for the briefest of moments Lily could have sworn that the shadow cast by her new friend looked like a dragon. "Rely on them until you are ready." Globs of hot wax flew towards the Mettatur, aimed right at the barrel of the gun. Lily watched as everyone around her fought against this monster. Protecting her, directly or indirectly. She clutched some of the dirt in her hands, putting her faith in those around her. Right now she couldn't stand, but she trusted that those around her would carry her until she could.