Swords clashed and clanged as Duskmon and a robed digimon fought. Each were exceptional in the art of the sword. "You are quite something my adversary. But it ends here. Dark Shadow!" Duskmon fires a beam of dark energy at the robed digimon. The attack hit and exploded. Confident that he had destroyed the robed digimon, Duskmon sheathed his sword.

"Where do you think you're going." A voice said from the dust and debris. Duskmon turned around fast to see that the digimon was still standing and nearly untouched. "Well are we going to fight or are you going to stand there with your mouth hanging open?" The robed digimon then charged for Duskmon. But before Duskmon could reach for his sword, the robed digimon took one powerful slash, cutting Duskmon in two.

"Who...are...you?" Duskmon gasped. The digimon huffed. "Well, I should give you that much. My name is Kitsuyamon." He then sheathed his sword and walked off into the forest, allowing Duskmon to die alone...