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Near-End votes: Kent: 2 (Sinderella, Homestar) Clovis: 4 (Flyg0n, Abra, Equi, Yellow) Mike: 1 (Persephone) Nobody: 1 (Phant) 2 hours and 20 minutes remain [[Correct me if I misplaced anybody, there was a lot of shuffling.]]

"Mm." Diyem opened one eye again. "People who possess their roles will be fully aware of the extent and specifics of their powers. A lot of confusion is speculation about powers that people may or may not have, based on historical uses of powers from nearby realms or otherwise." Diyem shrugged...

The Radiance settled... The fine, golden mist that once again left a crater in the arena settled to the ground, revealing Reshiram with one wing on the ground and Starr barely standing. Incineroar checked the vitality sensors and saw that Reshiram was indeed down... and this time, they'd gotten...

"...A fine enough... display," Reshiram said with a grunt, looking between Starr and Brisa. "Even against my barrage, you keep your momentum. The power of your Void Eternas, certainly... but I've developed a counter for it. For your very strategy! Watch, and then endure...!" "Somehow, I knew...

Diyem was staring down at Astrid, eyes narrowing with suspicion. "I have no idea who you are." And then, without so much as another word or a hint of recognition, he turned his attention to everyone else as more chains formed around those who were being marked by votes. "There seems to be a...

"Strong as always," Reshiram hissed lowly, having to take a few steps back to gain some distance. He beat his wings to get away from Brisa before she performed her onslaught. But then, he pulled back and shouted, "Yet, you left an opening!" He crouched down, wincing at the spectral feelings...

"Mmpf?" Diyem seemed to have dozed off, opening one eye when he'd heard words of power. He glanced at Kent's unconscious form as an ominous mark appeared on his back, vaguely in the shape of a circle. From it, a weightless chain appeared, floating to an invisible wind; the links formed, one...

"I see," Reshiram said, watching as the team huddled together, then split off into a prepared formation. His eyes trailed toward the large Charizard in the stands, then back at the team. "So, you've studied my methods. This is a departure from your usual preparations... if only slightly." He...

The night was quiet... and pitch-dark at some point, as if all sense, not just sight, had left them. Except, for some... there was more. -- He slept fitfully, and awoke in the middle of the night. Of course he awoke in the middle of the night. He'd kept to himself yesterday, for the most...

The crowd seemed to be, somehow, muted as they stared at the great, white dragon on the northern end of the battlefield. Reshiram stared the trio down, the trio that had defeated his sister. Of course, that was to be expected; the way they fought was up to her standards. He wondered, then, if...

"And I can only hope for the same," Reshiram replied with a glint in his eyes, nodding his farewell.

And then, the final light disappeared... The night fell, and everyone seemingly pulled into a brief void to think to themselves. There was little else to do for some, and for others, the night had just begun... Diyem stood, arms crossed, as he waited and observed all the happenings. He would...

The skies were dark, approaching twilight. From the ground, Diyem appeared again, his flame standing out even in the sunless sky, absorbing what little light remained around him. His eyes had pinpricks of white light to indicate who he was staring at, if anyone. "The first night is...

Chapter 115 – Espionage and Deception The walk home was like a new breath of fresh air every step of the way. The further they got from Dark Matter, and the closer they got to the tree, the more everyone’s spirits seemed to be back to normal. It quickly dawned on them all that Dark Matter’s...

"Nah... you were busy saving the world, weren't ya?" Blue rubbed his snout. "More'n I've done." He walked toward the entrance, pushing the door open. "Flesh, I'm back," he said, wobbling inside. Flesh wobbled back, the ground rumbling for each step. Blue collapsed in front of Flesh, and the...

Blue grumbled in reply, but the words were incomprehensible, as they continued down the road. He muttered something about Green trying to swindle him out of being independent, but it probably wasn't anything substantial. Soon, they'd wound up back at their home, Blue staring forward. "...I...

Green, looking satisfied that it wasn't being pressed further, nodded and withdrew back to his seat in his cell. Yellow and Blue, meanwhile, seemed unsure if they should go. Perhaps it was by some small instinct that they wouldn't go traveling to the same place, as different Substitutes...

The sky was beginning to darken... clouds formed once more. And this time, it seemed like it was because night was coming. Less than 11 hours remain before nightfall.

In a reversal of fortune, Brisa and Astrid preparing themselves for an onslaught, and to last beyond even that pummeling, was narrowly enough to keep her going. For a fleeting instant, her return volley had knocked Potluck across the crater, where he then fell down, motionless, as his cheek...

Potluck stared down at Brisa with a gleaming grin in that metallic beak. "It's okay," he said. "I know you're still strong. I know you can take it. You guys are Team Spectrum! And you guys can do anything! Now look, I'm gonna impersonate Astrid!" He put on a playful face. "Give 'em some...