Strom looked at himself. He was no longer the collossal dinosaur he was used to. He was a Guilmon again. Strom couldn't even lift the Wyrmflame anymore. He and the other avengers were rookie levels again. The small Guilmon looked over at the Strabimon.
"I agree, Valkur. Let's get them! Pyro Sphere!" Strom yelled, spitting large fireballs towards the crystal.
"I can't just let all who have died, die for nothing," he thought as he launched more balls of flame, which increased in frequency, size, and power.