[b][i]Field of Cars, File Island, Digital World[/i][/b]

Coelamon screamed in rage as the attacks struck its eyes, then began laughing uncontrollably as Cardmon flew over to touch its snout, saying, "That Tickles! That Tickles! Stop!"

Trying to shrug off the attacks once more, but weakened by Cardmon's curses, the silver-scaled piscine Digimon turned around, still laughing and choking as it shuffled back into the water it came from, barely able to say, "You'll all pay for this!," before disappearing into the sea, the bubbles that flew up from the water being the only indication that it was still laughing.

"We've won!" said Elecmon to Andrew, before he heard Klara's question and replied to her for the entire party's benefit, "Yes. Or rather, [i]we're[/i] supposed to fight while you pump emotional energy into us. Dorumon, can you explain further?"

Dorumon was shaking his head, his purple tail with a white tip wagging along with him. His next words were rough, "No; we're wasting time. I have to protect the Digi-Eggs in [i]your[/i] village, Elecmon. Now get our cast of characters introducing themselves and get them to the Mansion at the foot of Spiral Mountain; they'd prefer that to any campsite."

Elecmon's eyebrow spiked as he glared at Dorumon in accusation; was his friend ordering him around? He grunted and said to him, "All right, Dorumon."

Andrew, meanwhile, forced himself to listen to the entire suspicious exchange. As Joel was quiet, and so were many of the Isekai'd folk, now traumatized, he decided to take the initiative. Clearing his throat, the redhead said:

"Hey, guys! My name is Andrew, Andrew Starling. And yes, I am the pop star of that same name, if any of you have listened to my music. I sing about roses, teenage life, and how cool life is when you just let go of your worries and relax. So, Elecmon is taking us to a mansion once we introduce ourselves, so why not do so as fast as we can?"

[b][i]Angemon’s Mansion, File Island, Digital World[/i][/b]

The journey to the base of Spiral Mountain was long, boring, and filled with people asking Elecmon why they were going there to begin with.

“Oh!,” said Elecmon, “Spiral Mountain is where the person who ordered us to be hunted down, ClavisAngemon, is living, and we are… convincing him to stop sending Digimon to attack us. And we’re going to do that by demonstrating that not only can your bonds with your Digimon strengthen them, but also [i]evolve[/i] them. You see Coelamon, the Digimon who attacked you? Well [i]all[/i] Digimon can have an Adult Form like he does but you can, using your Digivices, ‘Digivolve’ your Digimon to that form [i]at will[/i] once you master it!” 

Even if some of the chosen didn’t like the situation, they had little in the way of other options, especially when the digital world was apparently full of bounty hunters and there was supposedly only one way for them to get back home. Not all of the chosen were cut out for a long hike, but thankfully, they didn’t encounter any hostile digimon on the way there.

When they finally reached the mansion in question, most of the chosen were tired enough that it only made sense to take a break, and it was late enough in the day that they would have to set up camp soon anyway.

The mansion itself was large and made of marble instead of wood or painted stone, with Greek columns and statues on the pathway leading up to the square oaken doors at its front. 

Upon being approached, those doors opened on their own, leading to a warm and cozy lobby with red velvet sofas that had golden lacework at their edges and bottoms; one can notice that the golden lacework was [i]actual gold[/i], and some of the patterns were made of the 'Digimojis' that Dustin had seen before.

There was also a fireplace, and a table with actual fresh fruits; some of these were ‘normal’ fruits that can be bought on Earth, others were… strange, with some having purple skin with lime-green polka dots and others being lime green with purple [i]stars[/i]. 

That, and a pitcher of milk and several empty glasses, showed that they were expected. This was confirmed by the fluttering of wings from a spiral staircase up ahead, and an [i]Angel[/i], or someone who looked the part, flew down from its top, not bothering to use the steps.

[i]“Angemon!”[/i] Elecmon greeted his old friend. “How’s progress getting the Bounties on me and the Humans removed?”

The Angelic Digimon smiled benevolently, its ebony, statuesque upper body reflecting the firelight’s glow as it said, “Patience. Right now, you and the others are guests; you will not be harmed under my hospitality.”

It/He then turned towards the group and introduced himself, “My name is Angemon; one of the last of my Species after Elecmon was wounded and rendered unable to Digivolve. I am the Vizier of ClavisAngemon, ruler of File Island, and trying to get the bounties on you all removed so that the Demon Lords, our true enemy, can be fought. Now, eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow…”

He chuckled, then shook his head a little before saying, “Just a little joke. Please rest, my guests…”

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