"Grgh!" Garudamon yelled, though the closed beak muffled it. The pain issuing from her mouth was agonizing as her tongue was sliced in multiple places. The bird had placed her hopes on knocking the swordsman in one blow, but she wasn't willing to continue pounding him until Matadormon was knocked unconscious. In one lightning quick motion, Garudamon used her tongue to hurl the enemy into the back of her mouth where an abundance of sticky saliva had pooled and swallowed, attempting to send him to her stomach.