Everyone needs to stop acting weird right now!

[The words come out with a snappiness and roughness unusual for Guilmon's usual attitude. He looks at the camera with his eyes narrowed, snout wrinkled, and teeth bared. His tail swishes, and he growls.]

If you don't, then Guilmon will have to stop you! Guilmon won't even hold back!

[He flexes his claws and rears his head back. A red burst of fire flies out of his mouth and off screen.]

I don't even need my Tamer to do that. Guilmon is strong! Guilmon can be just as good as all you partners who have your Tamers. Guilmon can...

[He winces, and for a moment his fiery demeanor fizzles into smoke. His eyes dilate back to their normal look, and his voice becomes more of a whimper.]

Guilmon doesn't like this...

[But it's a moment short lived. His pupils become slits again, he roars, and the feed abruptly ends.

Seems the virus has hit more than you Chosen.]