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"My Boss can beat up your boss!"Vent was confused and turned around, the voice coming down from below his line of sight. There he saw a rather large yellow dinosaur with a rather heavy looking head. He looked like a mascot, if not for the fact his scales did not look like a fabric costume at all."Excuse me?" Vent asked, confused at what he had just heard. He would've thought it'd be weird to ask such a creature a question, but it could easily be a mechaniloid for all he knows."Your boss, the blonde guy, right?" The dinosaur spoke again.Vent's brow furrowed at that strange question. "Yeah, his name's Giro.""Giro? Like the sandwich, gyro? That sounds tasty, man I'm so hungry-" The Dinosaur began to drool before his eyes lit up and he shook his head, "Wait a minute! Don't change the subject!" He pointed a claw accusingly at Vent. A little too close for comfort, Vent felt."I'm Agumon, and my Boss is the greatest that there is! He could easily beat your wimpy boss!" The dinosaur roared.Vent felt slighted by that. Sure, what the dinosaur was arguing was ridiculous, but he wasn't just going to take disrespect to his father figure like that."My Boss isn't a wimp! He's my hero! He can beat anybody!""Oh yeah," Agumon retorted, "Well where is he?"Vine boom."He's not around, is he?"Vine boom."Model Z, more like Model L. Oh wait, you hold that one too!"Vine boom.Agumon threw retort after retort at the teenager. Vent was shocked, he was being dissed by a dinosaur and losing."Your boss died to some loser who claimed to be god, my Boss PUNCHED digi god and made him leave us alone forever. There's no contest!"Vent's tears welled up in his eyes and he ran away, he refused to let the dinosaur see him in this state. He could not admit, his boss was lame.Agumon felt rather proud of himself, puffing up his chest. He defended the honor of his Boss well today. A solid day's work, he must admit. Agumon turned around to waddle back to wherever he last saw Marcus, only for him to bump his snout into a rather hard wall."Yowch!" Agumon rubbed his snout, massaging himself to ease away any pain, "Watch where you're going, you-"Agumon froze. He saw not the normal height of a random passerby, but the large calves that climbed up into the a very tall individual. His body was chiseled like a temple, the peak of masculinity. His face was shrouded in darkness as the sun could barely reach around from behind him. All Agumon could see was the sickly glint of green in the stranger's gaze."Not... cool..."