Icetales still wondered what exactly compelled him to accept the invitation to participate to another match at the Colosseum. After all, mere months ago he abhorred the simple notion of fighting and getting injuries for the sake of fighting and getting injuries.
And yet, there he was. Facing off Sunny the Blissey alongside Cynthian and… Vix, was it? Yes, the new Scrafty body and general behavior were somewhat confusing, but he could tell that it was still Vix, down there.
He faced the nervous Sunny and flashed a smile. “Just do thy best and we shall do the same, Miss Sunny. No matter who shall win or lose, let us show to the audience what we are capable of doing.”
After those brief words of encouragement, he gazed at his teammates. He remembered than no one of them had won a match at the Colosseum yet…
They looked over to Icetales, nodding. "Let's put on a show, alright?"
…but that didn’t really matter. They were there to prove themselves, and they going to rise or fall together.
Because they were friends.
Darkness surged into Icetales, cloaking him in a purple haze and making his mane and tail burn with a daemonic aura. He smirked with confidence, his azure eyes glowing with a fierce energy.
“Yours truly is more than ready.” The half-daemon crouched down, letting both darkness and ice flow into his tails, and changing himself up. “
Let us show to Miss Sunny and everyone the power of Team Spectrum!”