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Brisa's face screwed up in pain, and she cast her face down, afraid to look at Dave and see his blood where she'd rent his throat. Sombra spoke for her. "Howdy, Dave. Please, come an' take a seat by us. We got some things we gotta say to each other, I guess." That shadow-distorted voice was...

Luz gave Joule a lopsided grin. "It's a pleasure t'finally make yer acquaintance, Necrozma Joule! I'm mighty fine as ever, and delighted to meet my sire at last. I, ah, take it you're not a dissimilar fella to my pal Millijoule, huh?" She offered a paw to Joule, (his claws weren't so much...

Luz cracked her knuckles over and over. Time to go face Maple, she supposed, and to ask her favour in using the tree of life for the benefit of Dark Matter's faction. She could almost hear herself saying No problem, Maple's a reasonable gal! We'll just explain our reasonin', an' she'll see...

Luz approached alongside the other Spectrum envoys with her usual eaasy stride, but it didn't fit right. Not now. At least the brightness felt good. "Howdy, Voices of Light," she called, grinning with something of her awkwardness showing through. Aw, hell. She'd really hoped Millijoule and...

Luz got the call to the meeting while touring her newest friend, Electrike Koamaru of Canalave, around Destiny Village. They arrived later than she'd hoped to. At first, she peered over the heads of those team members shorter than her (most of them) to search the wraithlike presences beside...

Luz grinned. Sure, kid. Let's be heroes. "I like yer attitude, Koamaru of Canalave! I don't know that I'd call myself a hero just yet, but . . . I'm doin' what I can. Right now, I reckon the best thing I can do is get you further up to speed and give you a bit of a tour. C'mon. Lemme show ya...

"Don't go any further," warned Sombra. Brisa stared hard at the Shadow. All she wanted was to keep going, to sink further into darkness, forever, and be done with it. Her final duty. To guarantee she'd never hurt anyone again. Her breath shook with fatigue, with misery, with anger, anger...

The tread of Sombra's pawpads on the forest floor grew more unbearable with every stride. Still she said nothing. Brisa broke first. "Fine. I'm not happy. So what? What does admittin' it fuckin' prove?" Again, that withering look of exhausted exasperation. "Yer friends want you t'be fuckin'...

"Aw, bless you darlin'. Rocky's basically a hyped-up kid, no wonder he spewed every piece of info under th'sun atcha. I'll try t'be a lil' more helpful." Luz ran a few things through her mind while counting off silently on her digits. Yeah, she could keep things concise. Probably. "So . . . we...

She shrugged. This fella's pep sure didn't last! Maybe she could get him to stop moping by simply pushing on. "The name's Luz. The rest is just what I am! Pleased to meet ya, Koamaru." So, he was bothered about being late to the party, huh? What could she say to that...? "Y'ain't the only one...

Yeah. Nah. Maybe. Did Luz count as a legendary pokémon or not? To hell with it, she'd answer the other thing. "Aw, guess you caught me out. Yeah, I'm a familiar. Ultra Shade, Zeraora Luz Escarpa atcher service. Don't tell me—yer a new Team Spectrum member?"

Don't follow me. Brisa loped onward, heedless of the things she glimpsed in the the forest depths. It didn't matter. So long as it brought her further away from Dave, from the others, from everything. I'm a goddamn monster. She'd finally done it, like she always feared. She'd lost control...

Well, that was new. Pretty much everyone in Destiny Village knew the deal with familiars already. Which meant this . . . was a newcomer. "Well, howdy, partner!" she called, approaching with a confident stride. (She felt just fine after snuggling up to Anthus. No more problems for sure!)...

Brisa's Second Ascent Adjusting Talents... + 0.4 Attack + 0.4 Stamina – 0.4 Defense – 0.4 Magic Adjusting Leg Days... – 0.5 Magic + 0.3 Attack + 0.2 Stamina Adjusting Mundane Moves... Thunder Cage Thunder Fang Facade Charge Adjusting Blacklight Boost... Bright Arcflash: +200 Burn...

Mia. He'd called her Mia. His daughter. A killer. You called him 'pa'. Looks like y'both have phantoms in yer heads. "I'm a goddamn monster," she whispered, letting Dave fall at her feet. "I was right the first time." It's easier to believe that, ain't it? She backed away from him, the...

The blow killed every thought in Brisa's head for the seconds that followed save hitting back. When she did, it was vicious. Paralysed by the Arrest, Dave's throat was easy to get at, to sink teeth into. Brisa shook him like a goddamn ragdoll, and for a moment, she feared that he'd fucking turn...

Pure adrenaline and her horror at what she'd done spurred Brisa to take control. Her fur gleamed as she performed a shadow-empowered Radiant Arrest, laying down shackles of light on Dave. "Stay the fuck down," she warned. "I don't want yer help no more. Talkin' to you just makes everythin'...

Brisa's mind sparked into an electrical fire that she didn't know how to douse. "If you ain't afraid of me then why's yer fuckin' shadow pissin' himself behind ya?" she growled. "You don't understand this any better'n you understand yerself." Shadow whimpered. Dave looked ready to retort—she...

Brisa huffed and clenched her paws. Why was this happening? Should she just... agree to take a nap? Fuck that. "Ain't nothin' to snap out of! I'm not wrong. My shadows ain't bullshit, just painful. It's like this: I've got strength, and it's only right fer me to do everythin' I can to use it...