The Goblimon have indeed met up with their fellows by the time Themis and Elecmon reach them. Thankfully, there's a Themis-sized stack of cargo in this care for someone to duck behind.

The Goblimon number in four, with the two from earlier approaching another pair.

"Oh finally," one of the latter group says. "I thought I might get bored to death if I had to watch this stuff for a minute longer."

"Yeah yeah, we're relieving you," said one of the former. "You guys know what's so special about all this stuff, anyway?"

"No idea," said a third. "All I know is the boss wants us to get it to Panorama Plains quietly. He especially doesn't want those offworlders to find out what we're doing."