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Well, that took the decision of target prioritisation out of their paws. Gods, though, that was a strong start from those two... "Keep an eye on Sword's movements, Starr! Get ready to take a big hit, she's got yer Adrenaline flowin' in her!" Breathe. Calm. Don't burn out. Gotta keep Starr...

"Lean into the Radiance," instructed Brisa, fuelling Starr's Adrenaline with her own Radiance, "you can take more! Show me yer best!" The light stung and burned, but not so bad. Not so bad as when you're on yer own. This would be a good fight, she could feel it. The feeling sparked off her mane...

Alright. Next up in the Omen Hero gauntlet were that mew and lucario pair. Counterparts to Team Gyros, the former opponents of Team Spectrum, and very-possibly . . . a couple. Having beaten Sword on her own and bearing in mind Shield's alleged relative weakness as a combatant, Brisa ought to...

"What needs doin', chief?" Brisa checks in with Diyem about priorities and missed opportunities. She doesn't try to reassure him about his past or his nature or anything like that. But it ought to be clear to him that she's no less willing to be in his company and still respects him.

Brisa cleared her throat quietly. "Ah, I'd care t'give that a try. I'm comfortable with the Voidlands and I..." you just don't give up on people, do ya "I'm a dab paw at reachin' folks, I guess."

Luz thumped one fist into her other palm. "Then we better get t'work readyin' those of us as need remedial trainin', and if'n there's anythin' any of us can do to aid in Pop's project, jus' say the word." Brisa tilted her head at that. What manner of thing might Pop be trying to develop...

Brisa shut her eyes. Part of her screamed to go fight right this instant, part of her never wanted to face the power in that place again. Luz, by contrast, brightened a little. "Well, the team will heal fast, so what are we really waiting for? There some plan or means of gettin' an edge on...

"That rules out the Reverse World, I guess," muttered Brisa, leaning into Starr a little. Thank fuck, that place held nothing but her shittiest fucking memories. "But fer all we know he could be sneakin' around just about any place we've been. Can Chip cook up some means of detection...?"

Brisa gave a grim nod. "How many lives, Diyem?" she asked, softly. She took a shallow breath. "I just wanna know if you know."

"Is there a motherfucker on this planet what don't turn into a charizard...?"

"Thanks, pal. Kudos t'ya on findin' S'more's soul," said Brisa, to Joule. She turned to Diyem. "Does this mean we can return him t'normal?" She scratched her cheek fur and tilted her head. There were a score of questions for every answer on this planet... At some point, a migraine had begun...

You're imperfect, flawed.

Time to take a risk.

You know who you are.

Brisa skewed her mouth, at once hopelessly sympathetic and deeply frustrated. "Not t'delegitimise yer existential angst, Maple, but yer record of savin' worlds is a strong indicator that you're a bein' apart from Dark Matters, even were it not fer yer other components. We're gettin' real...

Brisa nodded. It was a good question. "It's good to have ya safely – and sanely – back with us, ma'am. But y'needn't humble yerself about it right now. I reckon we'd all like t'hear an explanation of yer true nature, and how events came to pass."

Luz spun, as did her head. Things just kept getting wilder! "Look, y'all, let's take Blade's advice serious and get outta here. C'mon!" She glanced back at Eternatus Blade, perplexed, but then went about hurrying bruised and exhausted teammates to the portal.

"M-moron, huh?" said Brisa, laughing through her tears. "Maybe so, but I ain't wrong." She returned Starr's hug, pulling herself close, and shuddered with relief. Elsewhere in the void, there was light, sound, movement, urgency. They'd get to that. First, they could have this. It was gonna be okay.

"Starr..." Brisa's cheeks tensed at the prickling feeling in her eyes that warned of tears. Gods, the pain in Starr's voice. Had it really been this bad, all this time, since before they'd even made things right between them? Hell, when Brisa had expressed practically that very sentiment...