[hr][center][h2][i][color=LightCoral]Jellymon[/color][/i][/h2][/center][hr]

It took several moments before Jellymon realised, or rather guessed, what had happened to her. It was quite a disorienting experience to suddenly find your entire surroundings replaced in a single instead, as you can expect; for the soft and tranquil sounds of nature to be replaced by the jarring but gentle cacophony of a room occupied by a dozen or more confused individuals, for the bright and cheerful light of the sun to be replaced by the harsh and all-consuming light of... whatever brought her here and to then be plunged into the relative darkness of a room lit only by torches and illuminated glyphs, for the springy carpet of fresh grass to be replaced by the cold, hard stone flooring. 

That was not even getting into the moments leading up to the transition; the teleportation itself may have been almost instantaneous, but Jellymon had been looking at the sky at the time and had seen the arc of light crossing the sky, several arcs of light in fact, before one of them suddenly veered down towards her and she experienced the disconcerting sensation of a force hooking onto something non-physical in the centre of her being and [i]yanking[/i]. 

She felt dizzy, like a sense of vertigo that comes from an unexpected fall or when there is one more step at the bottom of the stairs than you thought, and the amount of new sensations was overwhelming at first. Nonetheless she pushed back up to her feet and crossed her arms across her chest, presenting an appearance of unaffectedness as she regained her bearing and took in the room. 

As expected from the noise she was far from the only Digimon present; many were injured, at least one even in the process of regressing to a weaker form and one projected a sense of power [s]even greater[/s] almost as strong as that of GrapLeomon. But there were other creatures too; weird bipedal things with long gangly limbs and fur that only covered the top of their heads. Their similar proportions would lead one to think they were all the same kind of Mon, but the differences in appearance meant that couldn’t be the case. 

Before Jellymon could puzzle out anything else the large angelic Digimon began to speak, though rather than provide answers they just prompted more questions. Summoned [i]to[/i] the Digital World? As in, these strange creatures came from somewhere else? 

Jellymon resisted the urge to scratch her head at that. At least there was one thing that she definitely understood; Dominimon called her here because they needed her aid. Ha! Well [i]that[/i] she could do. Providing aid and protection was her job after all. Her role in life. Her chest swelled a little at the idea that the world itself recognised her abilities, though she wasn’t too sure about the whole ‘partner’ thing. She worked alone and had done ever since... 

She’d worked alone for a while. 

It seemed not everyone was a keen to be of help as she was however, and a particularly loud and obnoxious DemiDevimon launched into a rather profanity-filled tirade directed at the angel. Jellymon tried to parse some more information out of what they were saying, but once they’d filtered all the swear words out all they could really conclude was that DemiDevimon definitely knew more than the rest of them seemed to and that they were also a huge jerk. 

Turning to the person closest to them, who just happened to be one of those strange new creatures, Jellymon cocked a gelatinous thumb towards the angry devil as asked; [color=LightCoral]“Did you catch what any of that meant?”[/color]