"About time we found you!"
Eileen and Labramon were the first pair though the brush, which produced equal (and quite opposite) reactions from Takeru and Dracomon. While Dracomon simply let out a "Hmph.", crossing his arms and tilting his head upwards to acknowledge their arrival, Takeru became immediately and noticeably flustered, his face reddening and whatever composure he had had a moment ago rapidly eroding.
Before the conversation could actually begin though, Yurika and Lunamon appeared, with Yurika promptly making her way over to Takeru and wrapping her arm around his. Of course, this only made him more uncomfortable. "Ta-kun don't run off so far ahead. You left little old me with Lunamon back there, and you wouldn't believe how rude she was being."
"Y-you guys were looking for us?" At this point, Takeru was only able to hold eye contact with Eileen for a moment before he felt compelled to look elsewhere, embarrassed. "Sorry about that... And how many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?" He intentionally ignored her comment about Lunamon, knowing full well based on the little rabbit's facial expression that Yurika was simply being difficult. Eileen spoke next.
"To be honest, I'm impressed you didn't get lost with the lizard navigating."
Takeru's face got ever-so-slightly more pink, but before he could respond, Lunamon, with her dainty, proper-sounding diction, spoke up. "Now, Eileen that's not quite fair. Dracomon has been quite reliable in at least getting us this far,".
"Y-yeah, we found our way just fine... you know."
"That's right! No need to worry, Miss Eileen." Dracomon chimed in, giving Takeru a playful elbow to the ribs, for reasons only the two of them were likely aware of. "Takeru and I are perfectly capable of finding our own way, and I'll have you know that this lizard's navigational skills are impeccable!"
Eileen didn't seem to take much notice though. Instead she (as well as Labramon) was fixated on the clearing that the group's digivices seemed to be leading to. "Looks like we're on the right track after all. Let's all go together then eh?"
"Yes, Lets." Dracomon tossed the digivice back to his partner, who almost dropped it in the midst of pulling himself away from Yurika, and, as he was wont to do, took the lead as the group made their way forward.
Unfortunately, the scene that greeted the group was less than pleasant. The clearing was in fact, not a clearing, but seemingly a whole different locale. The dense jungle foliage had been replaced with a soft, yellow-green layer of short grass, which was littered with smoldering craters and innumerable fragments of machinery, some of which Dracomon was quickly able to identify as coming from various models of machine digimon. Not only that, but the jungle weather seemed to dissipate the second one stepped into the field, being replaced instantaneously by a cool, dry breeze. Most striking by far, however, was the massive pyramid that stood before them, with a satellite dish and a damaged antenna assembly sticking out of the top.
All at once, every D-Cipher ceased beeping and let out a single, pleasant note. As if to further confirm that they had indeed arrived at their destination, the words 'WELCOME!" flashed across all of the screens in large, bright letters. "Looks like we're here, guys."
"Obviously... but this looks bad." Dracomon replied, rolling over the remnants of a metalgreymon's trident arm with his foot. "They had a pretty big fight here. I doubt anyone's waiting for us." He looked deflated, the realization that they were all still on their own having dampened his spirits.
"So what should we do?"
"Lets have a look around before we come to any conclusions. Maybe we'll get lucky." He turned back to the girls and Labramon. "We should all stick close, just in case."