Flyg0n
Flygon connoisseur
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Clink nodded in understanding. Everyone was ready. They stilled the slight tremor of their keys and steadied themselves. It’ll be fine. Darkrai would help them. They could save the trainers, protect everyone and... Please be okay, Xavian. For a moment, the old swirl of thoughts resurfaced. How if they’d simply been better, done better. Been less oblivious, less trusting. How they’d failed their duty-
They pressed the thoughts aside. They couldn’t blame themselves.
Gripping the key tighter, they floated over to a glowing red keyhole and inserted the key. As always, a faint tingle ran through their body, along with a cold feeling they’d come to expect. Then they turned it.
The keyhole grew, oozing down onto the grassy earth. It spread like a thick sludge, until it was as large as a Torterra. Clink channeled more of their own energy into the portal and it began to trickle outwards, wider and wider, until it covered the entire ground under the trainers.
And then it rose up and swallowed them.
They pressed the thoughts aside. They couldn’t blame themselves.
Gripping the key tighter, they floated over to a glowing red keyhole and inserted the key. As always, a faint tingle ran through their body, along with a cold feeling they’d come to expect. Then they turned it.
The keyhole grew, oozing down onto the grassy earth. It spread like a thick sludge, until it was as large as a Torterra. Clink channeled more of their own energy into the portal and it began to trickle outwards, wider and wider, until it covered the entire ground under the trainers.
And then it rose up and swallowed them.
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