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"I can't blame ya fer that," said Brisa, her voice softening a little. "My own head's still spinnin', if I'm honest. I haven't even had time to process..." Ah, Starr didn't even know about the Spirit's Edge thing, did she? "Well, y'remember what I told ya about my pa? Well, Hydreigon Buffet...

Brisa huffed, taken aback. "Well, we need to take a collective breather and stock up afore we go stormin' in, which means securin' volunteers, then comin' up with a plan. There's no sense chargin' in just to get bushwhacked. ...Not that I ain't thrilled to have ya with us, but I didn't...

Luz just shrugged at Dave's furious insistence. It wasn't her problem if the guy was mad about shades being a potential danger. She didn't really believe they were, it was just factually true that they might be. "Alright!" she said, rubbing her massive forepaws together. "That's another three...

Luz just smiled wider. "Naw, Sword drew out corruption from all those Legendaries we rescued and fought. Like Ho-oh! In fact, that was Giovanni's intention this whole time. So y'see, once a truly enormous amount of corruption is drawn from pokémon into an ultra familiar... they become like her...

Luz stopped by Dave with a bright smile on her dark face. "Howdy there! Dave, right? The way I understand it, shades don't produce Shadows at all. That's yer own dark stuff! Core-less shades don't mean to corrupt nobody, they just can't help but draw out repressed thoughts once there's a...

Brisa gnashed her teeth as she listened to the back-and-forth, the argument, the quiet anggry comments people either didn't think or didn't care would be oveheard. She watched Bahamut sulk off, more willing to withdraw his aid than to concede a point, as usual. She– "Well, I think that could've...

Brisa rounded on Bahamut, hackles raised, about to give him hell, when Luz stepped in front of her and spoke first. "Fascinatin' theory ya got there! I see the reason in it fer sure. It tracks with this Giovanni fella's way of doin' things, too! He sets others up to do his busywork by...

Jesse stretched out each part of his body, letting the smallest bit of tension out after gradually building up to a breaking point before he witnessed Abigail's feat of improvised skiing. "We still gotta get a grip on this thing, y'all. Zeke, y'got a timeframe fer those calculations of yers...

Brisa gave Toffee her thanks and a reassuring nod, then prowled up to Maple with her jaw hard. "Yer fella with the illusions," she hissed through gritted teeth. "Could he have duped you with sleight of hand? Or have used yer badge to send a false message? I'd bet my fuckin' tail it's him we're...

Brisa paced to the middle of the battlefield, scowling up a storm at her inability to lay down Arrests or Cages on that fucking shadow-thing. What was that? The 'deoxys' Sword had spoken of? Fuck. And Giovanni was still untouchable. Fuck. She did her best to snap into that ranger headspace, but...

Brisa snarled at Giovanni, at the world, at herself. Nothing– Nothing could ever go fucking right for a goddamn minute. "We can gripe later," said Luz, still with her confident smirk. "I'll search Owen for the core, you throw down some attacks." "Fuckin' fine," snapped Brisa, mane crackling...

Brisa felt a jolt of anxiety at the arrangement, at the risk, at the lack of any time to adjust after their most harrowing fight yet, but she would face her duty no matter what. Like always. She slammed her remaining healing items, and charged through the portal, Luz and the rest of her allies...

"He might be shadowed to hell, but he's not wrong," said Brisa, sighing. "Nate, can we rely on you to drop that isolatin' technique of yers again in a pinch?" Brisa took a moment to lean down to Sword and explained the effect of Shadow Isolation.

Brisa clenched her jaw. Of course Sword could get handed to a fucking mole even outside of Destiny Village. She spun the options through her head again and... yeah. Team Spectrum had to stick together, and Sword had to stick with them. That meant Sword coming to DV. "Okay, okay, fuck. You're...

"Sword, how about I bring Shield to you? We gotta get him outta house arrest first. I promise, I'll get the two of you back together." Brisa looked around her. "Seems the safest plan is Sword stays here, in her core if possible, with Team Gyro to protect her. Team Spectrum and the God Squad...

Team Gyro might be formidable, but so were Team Spice and Team Colada, and they'd been corrupted easily enough. There was no guaranteed safety, not anywhere. Brisa set Sword down and looked her in the eyes. "Sword. Our science fella tells us yer gonna be okay, but I ain't keen on leavin' ya...

Brisa looked up at the new arrivals and tensed even further. This was another human hero whom she'd anticipated meeting, and a version of the ailing creature she was currently tending to. Two ver- counterparts. Two counterparts, even. "Howdy," she said, quietly, "and well met, Team Gyro. We...

"Well, string me up. Holy shit, Abigail. Colour me fuckin' impressed."

Brisa's chest felt cold. My Mountain Breeze, listen. You can't expect that simply because you have done your best, that all will be as you hope. People will fail you. People will be weak. People will die. This is outside your power to control. Sure, but that just means I gotta work harder to...

"Gaaaawwwwds I fuckin' hate this universe."