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Luz clenched and unclenched one fist, cracking imaginary knuckles, as the speculation, questioning and accusations flew back and forth. Mellow threw a rock. Well, Luz could hardly blame her. Anyway, the Haze was intent on giving clues about the other spies, not unrelated info or anything about...

"Nobody just out an' says they're evil, pal," remarked Luz. "Y'gotta have a motivation of some kind. What's yer motive, then?"

"Fine, folks might understate the limits of their abilities, that's no great secret," replied Luz. "That's if'n they even know their powers as well as they think." She tapped her claws on her arm. It felt like no choice at all. May as well see what they could get. Right? Grill 'em, came the...

Who did this scoundrel think they were? Luz folded her arms and tilted her head back. "Narrow it down, y'say? You plannin' on givin' us some cryptic hints, an' then feedin' off the dismay knowin' those hints causes?" She relayed the info via telepathy, hoping that Brisa would hear and weigh in...

Luz sprinted up from behind the gaggle of 'mon trailing the apparition, and skidded to a halt near Nate. "Howdy," she said, deadpan. "Let's get right to it an' hear yer agenda, yer demands, whatever y'got t'say." Her digits twitched. The team was vulnerable. They didn't have their best...

Brisa's mind numbed itself to the sight of so many fallen friends, of Darkwhite dissipating, of the ultra stone fragments... She focused on Starr. On getting to safety. She tried to fumble with her satchel. She'd saved an escape orb. Right? Where was the fucking thing... "Brisa." It was here...

Brisa looked around herself in a daze. The phantoms were gone. The team was alive. Darkwhite was present, but fading... ...Starr. Brisa heaved Starr from her supine pose, heart hammering. How hard had Starr struck with that last pair of self-exerting moves...? "Luz. Help me. Help her." Every...

Nothing existed outside of the fight. Battle trance. Pure intention, nothing held back. There were no other ways to deal with the pain. Instead, Brisa reached out for Sword once again, desperately, earnestly, resolutely... Brisa used Shining Whiplash! Brisa opened her heart to Darkwhite...

Brisa dodged blasts of shadow, then air, only to be thumped by draconic energy from Lugia's tail. The impact hurled her from the room; she rolled to a desperate landing, and grit her teeth against the pain. They were running out of time for this shit. She sprinted back along the tunnels of the...

Brisa looked to the phantasm of Shadow Lugia, bellowing incoherent rage, so much less intimidating than when it was the first Legendary pokémon she'd ever had to take on in open combat. She was stronger now, not just in body, or in combat skill, but inside . . . and in her connection to her...

The team worked together with the kind of efficiency, precision and power that Brisa hoped to see from them at their best. And they needed their best for this one. As she stared down the Blacklight Dragon for a second time, all the while hearing telepathic chatter about a phantasm of Joule in...