Devimon medetated in his lair. These "chosen children" were becoming a nusance and had to be delt with. Devimon snaps his fingers and a large green digimon appears.
"You called boss?" ogremon asks lowering his head.
"I want to teach a lesson to those who oppose me. Find me a chosen child, one of their pets or someone who supports them. Just make sure you get a female." Ogremon nodds and Devimon smiles.
"Do it fast...and I will share the joy of tormenting her with you."
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