[center][color=DarkBlue][h3]Dokugumon -> DemiDevimon[/h3][/color]
[color=DarkBlue]Location:[/color] Gateway
[color=DarkBlue]Skills/items used:[/color] None[/center][hr]
Of the various figures that arrived in the chamber from elsewhere, not all came intact. The humans all appeared safely and in as good health as could be expected: some even better than before! But among the Digimon, it was more of a shot in the dark. One of them arrived in pieces, only pulling themselves together through the influence of their host. Another handful didn't seem to survive the journey, collapsing into forms that could only sustain themselves as they became anchored to one of the humans present.

The shape that dropped into the alcove next to the short, twin-tailed human didn't undergo such a dramatic transformation, if only because what remained after they crashed in with a wordless shout was at least still intelligible as a living being. Their initial form had been among the largest in the vicinity, a great bulky form with horns and eight legs fully filling the space they had been pulled into even as its mass slowly filled in to the wire frame that was attempting to receive it. Even as it finally gave up, skeletal rig contracting into a significantly smaller shape that readily filled with colour and texture, it was still visibly [i]dense[/i]; the main body the size of the previous shape's cephalothorax, and larger than any of the human's heads even before one factored in the wings that sprawled out across the dusty floor. 

They were quiet for a moment, other than the low grown of pain- or perhaps frustration- that sounded off as they tried to get their bearings. As the others spoke and [i]shouted[/i] amongst themselves, they pulled themselves up, sharp talons finding purchase in the cracks of the bricks that made up the floor beneath them. Blinking rapidly, one eye settled half-closed, squinting against the warmth and light as the other shot about the chamber, sharp and appraising. Much like some of the humans, they seemed to be struggling to get their bearings, confused by both their sudden change in shape and their new surroundings. Their gaze passed indifferently over the other Digimon present, regardless of their shapes or states of being; as it swept over the humans, it paused, perhaps a little more interested. Their good eye squinted a little, as if trying to place details they were only faintly able to recall, before-

Their scan of the room stopped dead at the sight of the angel, their eye shooting back open. But rather than the confusion of the humans and the [i]awe[/i] of the other Digimon, this was a moment of comprehension that had their one visible pupil narrow  in a more intense emotion: and as it tracked quickly from side to side, confirming what it saw-

[i][b]"HA!"[/b][/i] The volume of some of the voices in the chamber had been loud before now, but the barking laughter that came from the creature in the alcove was above any of them; a mixture of mirthful schadenfreude and unbridled [i]anger[/i] projecting it clean across the room and back. [b]"I should have known it was you useless fucking [i]assholes[/i] the moment I stepped into the light!"[/b]

They stepped forward out of the alcove, tucking long, leathery wings away behind them as they stared [i]defiantly[/i] up at the angel ahead. The creature- a particularly large and ornery DemiDevimon, by the look of them- seemed to be a little older and more collected than any of the others present besides the angel, judging by the timbre and weathered sound of their voice, and also appeared a little more comprehending of what was going on around them. Though, that didn't seem to be because of any association or amity with their host. 

[b]"I knew you chicken-winged wastes of space were getting desperate, but I didn't think you were gonna come to [i]me[/i] with your pointy little caps in hand."[/b] Rather, it seemed to be something a lot more mundane: good old-fashioned [i]contempt[/i] for everything their presence here implied. [b]"What's the matter, [i]Dominimon[/i]? Mr Lucky Sevens leaving big shoes to fill after he tripped and fell into the corruption? Need these hairless shits to come and unfuck your mess for you so you don't have to get your pretty little wings dirty? Or did you just hit the communion piss too hard and sit on the emergency button?"[/b]