Etemon commands, waving the three Gazimon away. The three are clearly disappointed, never getting to have any of the fun. The three Gazimon quickly exit, leaving Etemon alone with Biyomon. Etemon goes over, and picks up the sack. He dumps out the contents, Biyomon falling hard to the ground.
"Where am I?"
Biyomon demands, as she looks around. It takes a minute for her to realize, where she is. Etemon looks down at her, Biyomon freezing in fear. Etemon grabs Biyomon, dragging her over to a chair. he sits down; Biyomon sitting at his feet. Biyomon is still confused, about the whole situation.
"It doesn't matter where you are; you were brought here to be a slave, and that is what you will be. For your first task, I want you to lick my feet."
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