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 | | Lowering his gaze, Machinedramon regarded the rookie digimon before him with a feeling of disgust, the fact that something so weak, was the only one in his whole army that could control the computers of his city and mobile unit, was insulting to him. |
 | | Grumbling a bit to himself, Machinedramon settled down and waited for the moment when the battle would begin for good, doing his best to suppress the urge to give in and remodel the desert with a few well placed attacks in sheer boredom. |
 | | Laughing out darkly as each of the needle like energy bursts hit him, Machinedramon stepped over his screaming servants who got hit by the attack as well, their bodies breaking apart into digital data after getting his a few times, a loss he could live with, they were just rookies after all. |
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