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Koa didn't think. He didn't need to. Brisa was fast. Time to make her weak; slow her down. He danced backward, surety in his steps. "You want me to show you what I'm capable of?" Do it Koa. Tear her down. Easy enough. Shadows rippled over his form, gathering around his jaws. "You're weak...

Don't think about it, Don't think about it. He didn't want to remember any of it, he hated thinking about any of it if he just ignored it he wouldn't have to. His chest felt tight. Wisps of shadow gathered around his feet. He did it because of you Koa. "My...fa-" he couldn't say the word...

Koa stood stiff, trying not to move. Don't back down, don't back down. Fourteen. She's not so different from you. Just say something, coward. Except what happened is your fault. If you were better or stronger or smarter he wouldn't have done it. You should have saved him. You weren't enough...

Koa looked every where he could, except Sombra. He couldn't quite bring himself to make eye contact with her eerie golden gaze. Instead, he tried his hardest to stare anywhere else. Why couldn't she just stop talking and leave him alone? There wasn't anything he had troube admitting to. If...

Koa listened intently to Brisa. Unease lingered in the back of his mind but he ignored it. Brisa was wrong on this, he was sure. He was low-key, like that Cabot fellow. There wasn't much he was pushing down. Everything was fine, he was happy on his journey, he was getting stronger, he had...

Sombra's words sent chills down his spine. The way she spoke, she she carried herself, so weary. Was that how Brisa felt? Like she had to help everyone but get nothing? What about you? Think she'd want to help someone like you? Koa pushed the thought aside. He had nothing to hide from, he was...

A tiny grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. Brisa thought he was improving. Warmth spread through his chest. The praise felt so good. Made him feel like he could do anything. "I'm ready. Show me how to use Shadow." He recalled Brisa mentioning it last time, how it was fuelled by hidden...

Koa nodded in understanding. He could do that. For Icetales, for Brisa and more importantly for this world. He'd come here to save it, and he intended to do that. "I won't let you down," Koa said, some of his confidence returning. He paused for a moment to cement the memory of what that had felt...

She'd told him. Yet still he'd let himself get carried away like that. He needed to control it. But what could he focus on? He hardly had any friends here. He was friendly with a few of the others, yes. Shiron seemed nice. Icetales had encouraged him, and Brisa was... well she was his mentor...

For a long second, Koa stared at Brisa, electricity still crackling and his body tensed for a fight. Her words turned over and over in his mind. He'd done it already. Her words were true, he could sense it, feel the sincerity behind it. He got it already. Slowly, he started to relax. The light...

His mind was already off and running, trying to plan another strategy, when he caught her words. Take a breather? Why? he was finally doing well, making progress training, and she wanted him to stop? "I don't need a breather," he replied, his voice full of confidence, or perhaps arrogance. Was...

Yes, yes finally. He'd done it! No, he was doing it. Was this how it felt, to actually be strong? A smirk played across his jaws. Oh, he was just getting started. He had much, much more to give. The radiant barrier around him that had amplified his cry still remained. Time to see how far he...

Pride rushed through Koa. He'd gotten a pretty good hit, even if Brisa managed to protect. He was improving and it felt so right. With Brisa's whiplash, he felt his confidence surge. Finally, finally he was proving himself. Showing everyone how strong he could be. That energy, the same energy...

Brisa was right. This whole time he'd been thinking like a human. Jump in, jump out. Attack, defend, dodge. But he was a Pokemon. He had so much at his disposal. Still running, still moving, he Snarled again, more to disorient and weaken than damage. That alone wouldn't be enough though. He...

Narrowing his eyes, he gathered his strength. No matter what, he'd give this training session his all, everything he had. Her attack connected with his shoulders, but he managed to pull himself free. Time to try out something he'd been working on. Baring his fangs, he let out a fierce Snarl, a...

So Radiance was about what you wanted? What did he want? What did he like? He loved winning. Fighting and battling, getting stronger. Helping people. "Sick! So what do I do?" He danced lightly on his paws as he spoke, already picturing fantastical techniques, his expression serious. "I'm ready...

He didn't get it. How could he have shadows. Shadows were like... some kind of inner darkness but he didn't really have that. Sure he knew he'd made mistakes but... well, he'd worry about that one later. Her whiplash struck him across the shoulder, and for a fraction of a moment, he felt...

His gaze took in Sombra more, and he couldn't really bring himself to look away. She looked so... tired. Sad, even. Was this how Brisa really felt? His heart panged. "Chip on my shoulder?" he frowned. "I don't really have a chip on my shoulder. Not like that." He shrugged. Brisa might've had...

Sombra's appearance startled him. She was so quiet, so... still, almost. As if she were barely there. Her words sent chills down his spine. "Oh..." It was all he could think to say. He felt bad for her. What did it feel like to grapple with that-... Yet he admired her too. "You're here now...

Koa hesisted, suddenly a little unnerved. Hidden fears? Dark intentions? Just what did she mean? What kind of... of shadows did she have? He steeled himself. Whatever it was, he could handle it. He wanted to handle it.