He glances over at Barry quickly, lifting a shoulder in a slight shrug.
"The first time we were here, we were dealing with something called Apocalymon -- kind of a gestalt being formed from the remains of Digimon who couldn't be reborn. He couldn't enter the world personally, so he tore parts of himself off and sent them through to act in his stead," he says. "The Dark Masters were the four most oldest and most powerful of those pieces -- and Piedmon, their leader, made a point of smothering this whole place in ash."
He pauses a little awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "But, er. That's the only time this place has ever been in danger. And Taichi and I killed all the Dark Masters."
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He glances over at Barry quickly, lifting a shoulder in a slight shrug.
"The first time we were here, we were dealing with something called Apocalymon -- kind of a gestalt being formed from the remains of Digimon who couldn't be reborn. He couldn't enter the world personally, so he tore parts of himself off and sent them through to act in his stead," he says. "The Dark Masters were the four most oldest and most powerful of those pieces -- and Piedmon, their leader, made a point of smothering this whole place in ash."
He pauses a little awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "But, er. That's the only time this place has ever been in danger. And Taichi and I killed all the Dark Masters."