Another day, another match. This one was apparently an important one for many, and not just Team Spectrum. Reshiram and Zekrom had taken time out of their schedules just to attend the fight and to watch how it would go--the first true battle Kyurem would have had since her fight against Team Colada so long ago.
But as the gals headed into the Colosseum for their next big fight, there was a dark flame in the passageway that divided them between the fight and the halls.
Diyem.
After some of the usual pleasantries that he often shrugged off, their leader got to the point: "Be careful. There is something... different about her. I'd suggest battling cautiously until you know what she is capable of. Don't waste your energy... Treat it like traveling through a snowstorm."
He walked past them so he didn't keep them from the match.
"I'll be watching in case something unexpected happens."
He didn't elaborate as he left, and the crowd's buzzing excitement beckoning them.
The crowd had a lot of large bodies this time. More than usual. Reshiram was in the stands, reading a book that seemed unrelated to fighting until the battle began proper. Zekrom was sitting next to him, charged with the energy of the crowd. Diyem, as promised, walked through the crowd to sit next to Eien. On Diyem's other side was Owen, who had a more serious look on his face than usual. Diyem closed his eyes, looking down, and said something. Owen, not looking, murmured something back; he must have read his lips, but his eyes were focused on Kyurem.
The moment Starr and Brisa walked into the field, their breaths clouded the air in front of them, particularly Starr. The whole arena was already a frigid temperature, just from Kyurem standing there. She was munching on frozen cookies. The last of them, it seemed, held in her tiny hands as she popped them into her jaws with practiced ease. Her empty, yellow eyes gave no indication of who she was looking at, if anyone.
"And here they are, the trio of Team Spectrum!" Incineroar called, raising his arms. Fog practically radiated off of him. "Are we ready for another battle?! This time between Team Spectrum and the Empty Dragon herself! A truly rare sight to see in this arena!"
"Hello," Kyurem greeted. "So this is what the Colosseum looks like in the middle? So empty..."
