Waspmon struggled to no avail as he was swallowed down by the ravenous Nekoichimon. In the pit of her stomach he tried to keep himself aloft, but out of nowhere fish rained down on him and he plunged into what remained of Debbie and her digimon. Defeated both mentally and physically, Waspmon reverted back to Funbeemon and hoped that he bought Vagile and perhaps Gomamon enough time to escape. A short time later he got his answer.<br/><br/>Meanwhile Vagile ran as fast as his legs would carry him. His feet and legs burned and ached as he abused them past their due point. Ignoring the pain and his own tiredness. His lungs cried out for more air, but still he kept on running. He wasn't really sure where he was going or where he would end up. Everything was such a blur. He just wanted to get away, far away, from all of it. From digimon, from people, from this entire world.<br/>"Snap out of it, Vagile! You can't let your emotions take hold of you like this!" He thought aloud as he tried to reassure himself.