Lune, the male Eevee’s POV:
I stared into the infinite blackness of the sky, exhausted but at the same time energized, renewed. There were no stars tonight. But I did not miss beauty… I had it right here with me, the purest kind: the beauty of a perfect soul. “You know, you could have gone inside to watch the battles. You didn’t have to stay here with me,” I said to the Scyther beside me.
Rúthruin shook her head. “I didn’t want to go,” she answered. “The darkness puts me in a pensive mood. There’s too much energy in battle for a starless night, and the two who’ll be battling will just add more. No, I’d rather be here with you.”
“Hehe. You’re one to talk about not having enough spirit.” I grinned. Rúthruin had a lot of strength, more than I ever had.
“What? I’m not exactly the energetic type.”
“I think you’d be surprised. Because of you I have the courage to move on and forget about the past. When I saw you face your history with strength, I drew from that energy to help me stop living in my own dark nightmares of days that have been long gone. Ruth… You have so much power. That’s why… I…” I paused, my face coloring slightly. It had been a long time since I had confessed my feelings like this, and it felt a little awkward. “Rúthruin… I love you with all my heart and soul.”
She smiled sweetly. Her twinkling eyes reflected the light of the hidden stars. “You know,” she said, “You surprised me when you told me that, but I felt the same way about you. That night… Lune, why must you wait till night to be romantic?”
What she said was true. In the daytime, I felt like a forlorn shade, alone and exposed under the sunlight. At night… The darkness excited me. I felt as if the abundance of shadow gave me strength. As I searched for a way to communicate this to her, I suddenly felt a stabbing pain in my side that made me shudder and wince.
“Lune?” She looked at me, concerned.
“Shar…”
The searing slash wound across my shoulder burst aflame, putting me at the mercy of its torture. How an Absol of lesser training could cause so much pain, I had yet to find out. I simply could make no sense of it. The memories of the volcano came vividly back to me. Her interruption of Gwaihir and Aglárien’s battle, how they had nearly fallen to a single Leer, then the chase…
Instead of leaving my two suffering teammates trainer-less in their painful situation, I opted to catch Shar myself instead. The faux volcano was larger than I had expected it to be. Shar led me through winding passages, over dangerous rock formations, and into pockets of heat that made my burning fur coil. Eventually, I made up the distance between us that she had gotten from her head start, and managed to trap her in a corner.
“Why are you doing this, Shar?” I asked, but she did not respond.
Instead, she hissed at me bitterly, snorted with amusement, and threw all her weight against me, pushing me into a wall. When I felt the cruel blade dig into my flesh, I thought, this was all right, I could handle it. But when she was done spilling my blood, she crushed my open wound against the scorching walls, a sensation worse than a blazing firebrand. The scent of my sizzling flesh added a demented sparkle to her eyes. At this point, I had no choice but to defend myself.
“I didn’t want to hurt you, Shar, but if I don’t start fighting back, you’ll cause me some real injury.” When I sank my teeth into her restraining legs, she yelped and was forced to let go. I broke free of her grip and took the opportunity to position myself for attack. She pounced to expose her underside, and I leapt immediately to counter her jump, slashing at her from beneath with my claws. Then I let the shadows of the dark corner leap out from the background to restrain her. She sank quickly into unconsciousness, which allowed me to bring her back safely… but with a price.
“That scar will take a while to heal,” Rúthruin said worriedly. “Do you want to go inside? I’m sure someone will have the herbs to ease that burning.”
The pain went away. “No… I’m fine. It’s gone now. Don’t worry about me; it just erupts momentarily at times. It’s not as bad as I made it look. It just came as a shock, that’s all.”
She wasn’t convinced, but remained silent.
“Ryu”, the male Vibrava’s POV:
I felt great being able to fly. The past few days had been ones of pure ecstasy, moments of joy as wonderful as the first time I had met the sky. I treasured my wings more than any other ability of mine. Flight was the best experience, always so… free.
Watching the calm expanse of waters before me, I stared out quietly into the open sky. Only the moon showed itself tonight. Its milky white face gave a round, warm smile, shining its coolness upon the world below.
Elwing and Kalazeth were to battle here tonight. I glanced at the little sparkling box that hung around my neck on a silver string. Extremespeed, a prize from the Unicorn Games. I couldn’t use it… but I knew who could.
Landing in front of the Dratini, I removed the box gently from my neck. “A farewell gift from me to you,” I said. “Live a wonderful life.” I flew off into the sky, leaving the TM and Elwing behind. My dreams would only be higher now, upward, reaching into the infinite offerings of the expanse beyond.
Elwing Starspray, the female Dratini’s POV:
I stared at the twinkling box, trying to understand the words that Ryu had left me with. I knew he couldn’t mean goodbye literally, because I would see him every day, as long as he was still in the team. And I doubted that he’d leave… Or would he?
Shaking off those thoughts, I turned my attention to the TM that he had given me. What was it? As I opened it, I could feel the rippling energy in my skin urging me to move. Almost immediately, I knew what it was… and I gasped at the rarity and generosity of the gift. To what lengths had he gone to get me Extremespeed? The only option would be his prize from the Unicorn Games, which he had worked so hard to win. To give that to me without much hesitation… I did not know what to think.
Perhaps – I did not know how to express it – he felt the same way I did with Kalazeth. Like anything that happened, no matter how bad… could be forgiven within an instant. Because… Fights weren’t important, the reason conflict arose wasn’t important… It didn’t matter who was right in the end, if both felt sorry, well, that was the end of it; everything would be all right again. Every moment I spent with Kalazeth, I cherished; it felt special somehow. He could always make me laugh or feel really good, even if there was barely anything to laugh about. I looked forward to spending time with him every day; to me, it was the best feeling in the world.
But I was probably wrong. Ryu didn’t look sad when he said, so cryptically, goodbye. If anything, he looked tired…
“Looks like you learned a valuable move,” Kalazeth observed.
“Yeah, it was awfully nice of Ryu to give this to me… It’s Extremespeed, and he must have gotten it as his prize for the Unicorn Games. I wonder why he didn’t choose something for himself?”
“Perhaps he didn’t want anything.”
“That’s true… Why me, though?”
“That I can’t answer… But hey, we didn’t come here to speculate. Our opponents are waiting for us somewhere out there. It’s a beautiful night for a battle under the moonlight. Want to join me for a quick swim before we shatter the peaceful silence of the night? We can race so you can get used to your new attack.”
“Yes, that sounds fun! It would be a good idea to test it out beforehand, in case I need it for my battle. Let’s go, Kalazeth, but I’m warning you, I feel as if I’m going to fly through that water.”
“Haha, I never underestimate you, Elwing. I’m going to swim as fast as is physically possible.”
“You’re on!”
Immediately it began to rain, and I knew that I had to start off and end faster than I had ever moved before. Kalazeth won the previous water race at the Eevee House with this technique, and it was a force I had to meet with a lot of my own effort.
He accelerated more quickly than I did although I thought I’d made a good start. Time to push myself to a limit I’d never known… I harnessed the power that my new move seemed to give me, propelling myself through the water as if my life depended upon it. …Which might not have been good, because I wasn’t doing very well. I kept stumbling; the bursts of speed sent me in erratic directions, and I found it hard to control overall. I was moving much faster than Kalazeth, but not making much progress. Each time I’d shoot forward, I’d lose ground by accidentally going off course! Eventually I decided to swim normally a bit after I’d gone in the right direction, then try my luck again. By that time, though, Kalazeth had already reached the end point. I arrived several seconds later, panting, dizzy, and quite annoyed. Kalazeth wasn’t even flushed.
“Since I won,” he said, “You get to choose whether you or I battle first. And by the way, don’t feel so discouraged. I watched your control of Extremespeed as you neared the end of the race. You may not have noticed, but you went completely straight the whole time. Stopping to swim for a bit was unnecessary.”
I wondered if he was saying it just to be nice, but I knew Kalazeth for being always honest. If something was wrong with my technique, he’d tell me. He did the same after that Eevee House race that I’d lost, a little later. I still wasn’t as good a swimmer as he was, but maybe now with the boost Extremespeed would give me, I could keep up and even overtake him. “You battle first,” I told Kalazeth, noticing a waiting Mudkip nearby. “I want to practice some more.”
Kalazeth, the male Horsea’s POV:
“All right, your choice,” I answered. I knew that Elwing felt frustrated with her Extremespeed. It was visibly bothering her, and I hoped that she would master it to her satisfaction sooner rather than later. She could never rest when something was out of her control; she hated not being able to do certain things. Nothing, in her mind, was out of her ability… If something caused some difficulty to her, she would not like it at all, and she would do something to fix it.
I watched her go off, accelerate faster than she had done before into the distance, and sighed. I just hoped that she wouldn’t hurt herself. Feeling like telling her this, I made a motion to follow her, when suddenly the Mudkip that I had been ignoring threw herself against me and began to make a deafening noise.
Kalazeth, LV10 male Horsea vs. LV15 female Mudkip
The baby blue creature leapt out of the water to thrust herself against me again, this time exposing her white underbelly. I dove underwater to avoid her physical assault; she fell with a splash, annoyed, then proceeded to swim towards me with a face steadily changing to an angry shade of purple. Her orange side fins flared out with her temper. As she neared me, she let out concentrated streaks of frost that chilled the area around me and encased me in a solid ice chamber. What to do, what to do…
The glint of my Status Coin’s reflection against the icy walls reminded me of its existence. Well… Here goes nothing, I thought. I wasn’t exactly sure how to harness my item’s power – it had been a recent gift to me – but it began to glow, which seemed like a good sign. Delicate white tendrils shot forth, wrapping around the Mudkip and imprisoning her in a similar frozen structure. I took the opportunity, using my tail as a means of propulsion, to throw myself against the walls of my ice chamber. They shattered pretty easily; perhaps using my item wasn’t necessary after all.
I looked over at the Mudkip, who seemed annoyed and awed at what I had done to her. Before she had time to think further, I released a black ink cloud that enshrouded everything around us in darkness. Of course, I couldn’t see her now in the murky water, but I had memorized her position with respect to mine. Unless she broke out and started swimming rapidly as my Smokescreen covered the area she would not escape my incoming Take Down attack.
Mustering all the speed I could get, I thrust myself forward at the Mudkip’s most recent general area, which turned out to be the right one. She had just gotten out of her ice casing and had begun to wonder what to do next, confused and disoriented. I caught her by surprise.
She squealed in utter anguish. The pulses that ripped through me knocked me off balance, made me feel sick, stunned me momentarily while my black cloud cover faded gradually away. Ohh… What a Water Pulse…
As I recovered from the blow, the Mudkip swam hard against me, lifting me to the water’s surface with all her Strength. Now why would she want to come up top?
The answer came quickly. I heard a repeat of the horrible noise she’d made before when she challenged me. This time it lasted longer, and I was beginning to feel weak. Stop… Make it stop!
Turquoise flame erupted from within me. It washed over the Mudkip like a giant wave of fire, charring, bruising, making boils explode upon her flesh. Continuous streams of fire. More vicious, more powerful as her screams grew louder and louder. When my draconic fury subsided, the Mudkip was silent. I remained panting where I was; she seemed stunned by the assault. It took me a while to realize that she had also been paralyzed by my breath.
I wanted to freeze her in place so that I could repeat strong physical assaults, now that we were above water, but she acted first. A pain I’d never felt before erupted within me, a burning of my blood, an attack from within that hurt beyond comprehension. This was how it felt to invite the wrath of poison; I’d never expected a Hidden Power from the Mudkip, let alone one this terrible. I felt my insides slowly sickening under her vengeance. If I did not end this battle soon, I knew that I would emerge the loser.
She came for me, ready to crush me under her weight. I had no choice; I had to unleash my final desperate attempt, the power to struggle to the very end that I had acquired during birth. I sank underwater and waited until she fell, then shot out from below and began to let loose all the energy I had left, doing everything to keep her away from me. She could not handle my ferocious counterattack; in coming for me instead of using a ranged move, she had chosen the battle’s outcome on her own. I stopped Flailing when her body went limp.
Kalazeth won!
Kalazeth grew to LV12!
Rúthruin, the female Scyther’s POV:
I stared into the glinting eyes of the evil being that had scarred the Eevee who now slept safely beside me. “What do you want?” I hissed. “He is asleep. Don’t you think you’ve done enough?”
She did not answer, only watched me in silence as a low, menacing growl rose from inside her throat. I got to my feet and bared my scythes. “You may have been able to take advantage of his kindness, but I’m warning you, I don’t have the same restraint that he does. I have no objections to slicing you to pieces. It would be good for everyone else; you seem to enjoy hurting those who have done absolutely nothing to you.”
I moved toward her and she stumbled backwards, warily eyeing my double blades. “Yes, I have one more than you, and I am a lot faster. As long as that is true, I will make a carving out of you if you try to hurt anyone, do you understand?”
Shar made something between an angry cry and a whine, then snorted and tossed her head in annoyance. “Why do you stand in the way of my revenge?”
“Revenge??” I frowned. “The only revenge that should be dealt out here should be against you. You attacked your own teammates while they were in the midst of a battle, nearly causing them serious injuries. They didn’t even do anything to you. Then, when you ran off, Lune tried to get you back without hurting you, and you tried to cook him alive!”
Her eyes glinted mischievously. “Oh, so it’s about him, is it? No, you’re pretending, it’s all for you.”
“What on earth are you talking about?”
Lune stirred at my feet. Shar really deserved to be put into her place… He hadn’t been able to rest much since she’d given him that wound, and now that he could sleep without being awakened by his pain, she had to come and ruin it. “Ruth? What’s going on? Are you all right?” His face turned cold when he saw the Absol standing before us. “What do you want? What is it that you want? Why must you torment everyone around you?”
Elwing Starspray, the female Dratini’s POV:
Finally, I got it right. It was beginning to annoy me. I mean, how hard was it to swim straight without going off in a tangent? Other pokémon could do it; I didn’t see why I had trouble with it.
“Elwing!” I heard Kalazeth’s voice call. He held something that looked like a little box that I’d never seen before. It reminded me of Switchblade’s Status Die, except it was a different color… Something indefinite, not gray and not deep red and not blue or gold; it was a color without a name.
“Karin gave me this thing and told me to let you have it. Then she left… Switchblade came out and said something, and the two just walked out the exit. Must have been something very urgent; she wouldn’t miss watching your battle otherwise.”
My eyes widened as I examined the box curiously. “What is it?”
Switchblade, the *male* Porygon’s POV:
Lately I had been feeling better. Though I still missed Élan, I realized that I had been acting stupidly; he was a rare case. Élan was ambitious, always reaching up for something more, so full of energy that he couldn’t stick to doing one thing for long. He was the kind that would do something and then move on to the next; when he left, he was done with us, and it was his time to move on. The others would always be here for me, always. I shouldn’t have doubted them; it was just… Élan left so suddenly that I hadn’t seen it coming.
I still didn’t come out of my pokéball often because I felt tired, but that would probably change soon. What had drawn me out was a voice in my head that had given me a warning and a sense of alarm. It was a familiar sound, the voice of a fiery Psychic I had once known…
Élan, what are you doing in my head? I had asked.
Go help your friends. That was all he said, and then he vanished from my detection. At first I was puzzled and even annoyed at his words. Was that all he would say to me, after leaving suddenly for so long without properly saying goodbye? His warning, though, sent chills through my heart. Who was it that I had to help? I had no clue what he was talking about… until I remembered that Lune and Rúthruin had decided not to come to the Pond Room with us. I didn’t know what was threatening them, but if Élan had seen it necessary to warn me, it must’ve been something important.
Rúthruin, the female Scyther’s POV:
Shar’s comment struck me while I was least prepared for it. What did she mean… it was all for me? Why would she say such a thing, and even if it was true or not, how would she know?
“Ruth, are you all right?” I heard Lune ask me, but I couldn’t think of an answer; I just stood there. He saw the look on my face and immediately guessed the problem. “Look, if you’re upset about anything Shar said to you…”
At that moment, the Absol pounced on him while sinking her teeth into his closest leg. I heard a sickening crack that jolted me back into reality… Why should I pay attention to anything Shar said? Her accusations didn’t even make sense.
“Agh, damnit, Ruth, she’s dangerous; be careful if you try to take her down. Don’t ever lose concentration.”
“You let me hurt him, you wanted him hurt, didn’t you?”
Lune was right. The Absol was being ridiculous. Wasn’t she…? She seemed so confident…
Nimrodel, the female Lapras’s POV:
The reflections of the stars against the water were so beautiful… I really didn’t mind if I seldom got to battle. I liked it better this way; to be able to enjoy nature’s serene grace, to live quietly without having to fight… That was my idea of a perfect life.
I didn’t like violence. Part of the reason that I hadn’t spoken much to many of my teammates, despite the fact that I had been one of the first in the group, was that most of them enjoyed battling; they lived for it. This alienated me somewhat. I couldn’t understand how they could enjoy hurting others, and I didn’t know what they got out of the experience. Whatever it was, it seemed good for them; but as for myself, I would probably never take their path.
“She called it a Status Modification Die,” I heard Kalazeth answer Elwing. “She told me to replace your earring with this.” Happily the Dratini agreed, removing from her ear the golden ring that Ryu had given her so long ago. I wondered if she even remembered that it was from him; I wondered if she remembered that she used to smile at every nice thing he did for her. It wasn’t my place to intrude, but I felt sorry for that hardworking Trapinch; he was really nice, and although he had fallen for her too early, she could at least have been civil instead of so coldly pushing him away.
Kalazeth, the male Horsea’s POV:
After Elwing took the new item, leaving her old earring with me, she was about to show me her improved Extremespeed when a Croconaw came up to us and introduced himself.
“Hi! My name is… er… I forgot my name. I came here to do something, I know I did. I just have to remember it…”
Elwing looked at him expectantly. “Did you want to challenge me to a battle?”
A light bulb went off in the Croconaw’s head. “Ah! Yes! That’s what I wanted to do. That’s right, I’m challenging you to a battle,” he grinned, seemingly proud of himself for ‘remembering’. “What’s your name?”
“Elwing Starspray. Nice to meet you.”
“Yes, and my name is… er… I forgot my name. Hey, did you want something from me? Why am I talking to you, again?”
This was getting ridiculous. I didn’t want to interfere, but perhaps Elwing’s opponent wasn’t really as forgetful as he pretended to be. After all, he’d repeated the exact same line twice already, completely overdoing his act. Elwing either didn’t notice or didn’t show it.
“You’re here to battle me, remember?” she said.
“Ah! Yes! That’s what I wanted to do.”
Shar, the female Absol’s POV:
I silently snickered as I watched the confused and angry faces. This was so much fun. They had no idea what was going on. I could harass them as much as I wanted and they’d continue to give me the satisfaction of seeing that annoyed and frustrated expression in their eyes.
This Eevee had bothered me after my revenge on the Charmander; he was also responsible for kidnapping me from my master. It was only fit that I pay him back. I saw the Charmander fighting that Slowpoke, and because of her my master ran away, leaving me with these… people…
Revealing my cold, silvery claws, I scratched the trapped Eevee across the eyes. For some reason he didn’t seem to want to hurt me. Or maybe he just couldn’t; all the better for me. It was his loss, not mine.
The Scyther leapt at me, threatening to slash my body apart with her blades. I dodged and fled; I knew when I couldn’t handle a battle. But as for who defeated whom, I was the victor here; I’d caused the most pain.
Switchblade, the *male* Porygon’s POV:
We spotted Lune and Rúthruin between some trees on a hillside. Lune was lying down and Rúthruin was bending over him worriedly, not a good sign.
“Lune! Ruth! Are you all right?” Karin called as we dashed towards them.
When we got closer, the question answered itself. Lune was bleeding, one of his paws was crooked, and the area right above his eyes was all red, smothered in blood.
“She tried to blind him,” Rúthruin said shakily. “He closed his eyes before she attacked and turned to the side, so she didn’t get him, but she was close. She broke his leg, too.”
“I’ll be fine…”
We didn’t even need to ask who Rúthruin meant; it could only be one pokémon. Shar.
“This is all my fault,” Karin said, taking the injured Eevee gingerly into her arms. “I thought I had her sealed tightly in her pokéball… She got out without me noticing. I don’t know what her problem is, but we’ve got to find out who her real owner is soon. Whoever it is might be able to help.” Karin stroked Lune softly. “We need to get you to a Pokémon Center,” she whispered. “Come on, let’s hurry; they have one outside the battle rooms.”
She ran off, Rúthruin following after her. But something told me to stay. They didn’t notice, so I figured I’d just catch up with them later.
“Élan?”
“Hey, Switchblade! Still the same Porygon that I knew?”
A bunch of mixed emotions swarmed over me as the Unown emerged from within the trees. I was glad to see that he was all right, but then again who was he to just come and act like everything was normal, when it obviously was not?
Noticing my silence, he hesitated a bit. “So how’s it been?”
I was debating between being nice or giving him a piece of my mind. Seeing that he showed no remorse or had no idea what he’d done wrong, I opted to vent on him. “We were so close, then you just left without saying much, like I wasn’t good enough for you. You told us you had to go and then soon after you disappeared, just like that. Then now you come back and you don’t even give me an apology for what you did? Do you know what you’ve done to me? I stayed cooped up in my pokéball for a couple of months because I was so afraid that after you’d left me, all my other friends would leave me, too. And here you are just smirking as if nothing’s ever happened!”
I almost immediately regretted what I said because he took one look at me and left without a word. “Wait! Come back!” I called, but he was gone…
Elwing Starspray, the female Dratini’s POV:
I felt almost awful for attacking first, but I did in case my opponent forgot again that he was battling me. It’s just that… I felt bad fighting against a pokémon that had a memory handicap. Wasn’t it unfair?
Elwing Starspray, LV18 female Dratini vs. LV25 Croconaw
Originally I was going to expose the Croconaw to paralysis, but in his condition he didn’t need anything else to make him sluggish; he already had paralysis of the mind. Instead, I started by raising a draconic whirlwind that trapped him. This made it easy to target him with severe jolts of electricity. I’d been practicing my Thunderbolt ever since Daddy gave it to me, and I was getting good at it.
Of course, then I was surprised when the Croconaw came up from beneath me and didn’t even seem injured in the least. He grabbed me and sank his teeth into my skin, immediately making hole punctures where he bit because they were so sharp. I felt my blood burn with the dark energy that seeped into me. For someone with memory problems, his reactions were extremely fast. From the looks of it, he’d managed to dive underwater to avoid my Twister and Thunderbolt, then came up from underneath to Bite me.
Unexpectedly, he spit a high-pressure Water Gun into my face. It came as quite a shock. Since I hadn’t been prepared for it I was momentarily stunned, giving him enough time to inflict upon me a world of pain. I didn’t know what it was at first because the attack came so fast that I didn’t see it; all I knew was that my body suddenly erupted with the sting of stabbing knives. I felt as if, having been penetrated by sharp daggers, my flesh started to roast as a result. It took me a while to put a name on his attack, but I figured out eventually that it was Dragon Claw.
All the Croconaw’s attacks so far had been deliberately planned and executed to perfection. My eyes widened as I realized that all along, this had been an act of deception that I had not caught on to until now. “You tricked me!” I cried out in anguish. “There’s nothing wrong with your memory!”
My opponent grinned toothily. “Ah, I’m afraid you’ve caught me. Don’t take this personally, please, but my trainer, who’s absent right now, has lately been teaching me to exploit an opponent’s emotions. You’re the first to help me test that strategy out in battle, and I’m happy to say, it’s turned out to be a great success. Nice battling you.”
He raised his arms, ready to strike me again to deliver the final blow, but at that moment I dove underwater and began to weave about in inexplicably complicated patterns. It paid off that I’d practiced my Extremespeed; now I felt as if I could control it more easily and accurately. I wound around the Croconaw in circles, close but not close enough for his repeated slashes to reach me. At the same time, I was focusing on tapping a more difficult resource of power…
As I circled my opponent in the water, dodging his attacks to buy me enough time, my body emanated a glow that grew steadily stronger. Shades of all values in the rainbow began to swim along with my body, and as I drew upon the energy within I felt my wounds gradually healing. When my opponent saw this and realized what I had done, he began to panic.
“Recover? Oh, please no!”
“Oh, yes, you’re very welcome,” I shot back. By then I’d stopped moving because I was getting not just physically but spiritually drained. I wasn’t sure if I’d found out in time that he had been deceiving me; I might not be able to win this fight.
Just one more push, I urged myself. I was so close...
The Croconaw came at me in an obvious attempt to deal as much damage as possible before I got a chance to Recover again. This time, I was ready. When he tried to seize me with his claws – seething with dragon energy – he struck a sparkling bubble of energy that shone brightly into his eyes. Once my Light Screen distracted him I had all the time I needed to attack.
I coiled myself around my opponent’s body, making sure to enclose his arms under my Wrap. From then on all he could do was struggle because I didn’t allow him to move otherwise; all my frustrations and rage poured into him in the form of severe Thunder blasts that came rapidly one after the other. He slumped soon after, conceding the victory to me.
Elwing won!
Elwing grew to LV20!
Elwing learned Dragonbreath as her free TM!
Switchblade, the *male* Porygon’s POV:
“I saw him,” I said after I caught up with the group. Lune had been transferred from intensive care into a more stable unit; they said that he would be fine. Nonetheless, Rúthruin insisted on staying with him instead of getting some rest herself.
“Saw who?” Karin asked me, although she looked as if she had her suspicions.
“Élan. I chased him away, it’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have gotten mad at him,” I admitted sadly. “It’s all my fault…”
¤Game¤ Dragon Tamers Battle Range version 21 (M.A. Pidgeot)
Originally Posted by Lady Vulpix
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