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Dave quirked an eyebrow as the Mudkip awkwardly yelled at him in a way that might have been meant to be threatening but was really just comical, all the while frantically backing away. He'd disappeared with the ball, and Dave technically couldn't tell if he'd been deactivating it or not, but...

A nasty smirk broke out on the Mudkip's face, and suddenly the ball was flying at him. Dave had only room to flinch before it hit him in the face and... Oh. Oh, fuck. His body was dissolving with a curiously lightheaded feeling of weightlessness. That little shit. A force was pushing in on him...

Dave narrowed his eyes at Nate. "Well, asshole, somehow I don't fucking trust you on that." Could you tell if a ball was deactivated? He had no idea. Goddamn it. "Prove it. Or, I don't know, fucking destroy it."

Heartbeats thundered slowly in Dave's ears as he focused the Radiance away. By the time the brain fog retreated just enough for him to realize she was probably in one of the Pokéballs lying scattered around the floor, the fucking Mudkip was already running around gathering them up, and oh, fuck...

Diyem was in the Radiant Machine. His way home. Dave charged towards it, shadows gathering around his feet. Behind him there was a noise, people shouting; in the corner of his eye Mia turned and darted that way. And that was fine, she could handle it. He was already in motion, gathering...

Dave caught his breath, his fur crackling with Radiance, battle hormones surging in his veins, a giddy lightheadedness creeping at the edges of his brain. Mia was slicing away at the machine, and he felt... fine. She was fine. He could protect her if need be, but she could handle herself, fight...