“Such dark energies afoot...”

“Not really, no.”

“Good day. It seems a peaceful start, already.”

“Hmm...”

Twirling his blade.

Urgh.

“....?” Sharply whistles.

“Zero! Come here.” He whistles again, more gentle of a melody this time.

“Good morning.”

Ahem.

“... is there some ongoing joke that I am unaware of?”

“... "Mr. Pecs"? Erm.” Distasteful grumble, tilting his hat slightly in greeting. “My name is Katsuo. I can't say I was expecting to encounter one of Omegamon's ordained, either.”

Twirling his blade.

“I'd dare say Zero has a better grasp of his powers, of late. Good for him.”

Sneezes a red colored stream of plasmic energy, violently uprooting the grassy plains before him.

... It's not berserk. It's a start.