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Icetales glanced quickly at Cynthian, then walked closer to Maple as he heard the screams coming from the badge. He tilted his head, ears and tails twitching, while a frown made its way on his face. “This is most concerning. We must hurry toward their location pronto,” he commented, while...

Icetales craned his neck to look at the Roselia resting on his back, before beaming a bright smile. “Indeed, that is… what friends are for.” However, amidst the sense of gratitude, the spikes of dread were still embedded into the Ninetales’s mind. That horrid prison… he had completely removed...

Icetales frowned. That didn’t bode well — Cynthian clearly needed medical attention. “Yes… I sure can.” As such, he wrapped one tail around the Roselia as gently as he could and hoisted his friend on his back. He held the tail in place to make sure that Cynthian wouldn’t fall down, while also...

Icetales cocked an imaginary eyebrow, then glanced around and motioned toward the damaged lab. “Well, if this is truly the twilight, then it is a remarkably degraded place…” He shook his head and stared again at Cynthian. “But no, thou art still among the living souls. Thy last attack, well…...

On the far side of the outside of the lab, Icetales moaned as he stretched his creaky limbs and tried to shake off the ringing headache out of his mind. He hissed and stood back up, before shaking the dust and Radiance off of his body. What happened? He turned around to see his comrades...

Icetales kept shuddering, his panicky mind in complete disarray. The mere thought of being locked again in a dark prison shot his adrenaline levels to their peak. But then, he registered the sweet scent in the air with his fine nose. Fresh... he felt the freshness flowing through his body. His...

A maelstrom of confusing thoughts were swirling in Icetales’s mind, as he felt like he was suffocating. The chains… tight, too tight. He felt so drained, weak, hopeless. No windows. Only red chains and darkness. Footsteps from outside. The executioner… was coming. His father was coming for him...

Harsh breathing. Coughs. Vertigo. Too much. It was too much. It was becoming harder to concentrate as the Radiance sapped away at his mind and made it harder and harder to think. All those cheery thoughts mixed with dreadful memories made it harder to concentrate. Blurs. Shadows. Hexes...

So much happening, so little time to think and react! Icetales had to resort to his best fox tricks to avoid an incoming assault made of… a shower of stars. He snorted — how ironic to have the stars used against him! He probably would have chuckled with mirth if the situation wasn’t so dire...

What a marvelous surprise! Of course the psychotic interloper human-turned-to-weird-feline-‘mon had to meddle once more with that brave new world’s affairs. And with a machine brimming with radiant energy about to explode and accompanied by some… darker and mistier version of himself, too...