Omegamon fell back a short ways, anger flaring in his eyes. Then, something else flared. A mark, much as Diablomon's did, burned brightly on his back, beneath his cloak and armor.

He growled, the ground cracking beneath his feet as he lunged and slashed back at Diablomon's claws with his sword.

Then, the ground LITERALLY broke as the earth split nearby, and the ground beneath them began to crumble.

Omegamon? Paid this little mind.