"Cherrymon." Grademon says kneeling as he sheathed his swords. "My apologies, wise elder, I was assisting my human friend through the forest, when we came across some other digimons with humans, we knew the forest wasn't their place so we tried to get them to leave, a battle ensued when your mist came around us, and began to drag off the humans. I decided that they didn't deserve to die but just needed a warning, so I sent them away with the other intruders. I am deeply sorry for my actions and the lost of any of your fellow servants that were destroyed in the battle. I should be responsible for any lame thrusted upon them." he says.