(( I agree with Dragonjaj wholeheartedly lol ))<br/>(( *facepalm* why do I write so much!? >_< ))<br/><br/>The two stared into the abyss of Nekoichimon's maw. Both knowing full well where it led and what would happen to them if they entered. Without warning, Waspmon bucked Vagile off of him before he was engulfed. Vagile fell off to the side onto the rocky ground below.<br/>He cried out in pain from the light bruising he suffered, but that was short lived as he saw his digimon partner being devoured by Nekoichimon.<br/>"Nooooo Waspmon!!!!"<br/>"Don't worry about me." Waspmon replied, as he struggled to free himself. Firing off multiple shots blindly. "Live with no regrets, remember? That's what I'm doing."<br/>Vagile's eyes glazed over. Something wet trickled down his cheek. This was entirely new to him. An emotion he had not felt for so so long. 'Live with no regrets.' Vagile played those words through his mind. How could he do that when he regretted so much right now. It choked him up inside about how he mistreated his friend. The words he had said to him, but worse yet...the words he hadn't spoken. The reason he was so hard on him was not to be mean, but to motivate him. As a Black Sword, Vagile wasn't skilled in the ways of compassion, love, and encouragement. Berating, insulting, and demeaning. That's what he was taught. That's how he expressed himself.<br/>"Run!" Waspmon called out as he continued to struggle, snapping Vagile out of his stupor.<br/>Without thinking, Vagile ran. He made two promises that day, and both he was unable to keep. Live with no regrets and retreating from an enemy. The path laid out before him was very dark and bleak.