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Spiteful Murkrow

Busy Writing Stories I Want to Read
Pronouns
He/Him/His
Partners
  1. nidoran-f
  2. druddigon
  3. swellow
  4. lugia
  5. growlithe
  6. quilava-fobbie
  7. sneasel-kate
  8. heliolisk-fobbie
Heya, popping in for our review exchange, with my first review from a set of four. Last time, we left off with Team Elpis and their buddies in between a rock and a hard place, so let’s just see how that’s going for them right now, huh?

Chapter 20

"...Strange. The boat's not usually this late," Yuliya noted. "Has there been a delay?"

"Oh, you haven't heard?" another voice chipped in, one that was taunting and teasing. "The boat's purposefully being held up so the passengers aboard don't come into contact with wanted filth like you all."

Oh hey, flashback opening. Though wait, did Metody also encounter the gang in the past or is this just the end to the last-

"That voice…!" Maciej turned around, as did everyone else. And what they saw made them freeze.

They were cornered by a horde of knights. And at the head of them…was a Floatzel, who was grinning like a Sharpedo with delight.


"What luck! What a treat we've landed today! We have the ones who beat Hinnerk. But look what else we have! Alban scum…and two ex-marshals."

Ah, yeah, it’s indeed the end to the last chapter. I do wonder if it either would’ve made sense to not redux as much of the last chapter’s outro, or else to at least do it from a perspective that we didn’t see last time to add something new experience-wise.

Immediately, the tension heightened at as the latter mention words left the Floatzel’s mouth. [ ]

"Ridiculous!" Branislav shouted, perhaps a bit too quickly and emphatically. "You have not a shred of proof! Your words are as empty as your morals, Kumiega scum!"

I would suggest changing the phrasing of the first paragraph in this block a bit and adding a bit more emphasis on Branislav’s reaction before he speaks up.

Metody: “Boy, you sure do have a remarkable talent for digging yourself in deeper, Branislav. I see you haven’t changed at all last we met.”
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[ ]

"Oh? The righteous birdbrain's getting angry?" Metody smirked. "Must mean I'm doing something right."

[ ]
"Sly and conniving…" Yuliya's tone was laced with disgust. "As expected of a member of House Kumiega. The very people that tried to grave robbers that tried to steal the body of Prince Kasimir!"

[ ]
"What? Grave robbing?" This was new to Arian. "And they tried to rob the body of steal Prince Kasimir’s body?"

[ ] In truth, that had been another mystery to him when he was told there was another prince besides Leonid that was once the heir. What happened to him? he had wondered.

I feel like this is a moment in particular where you’re glossing over a lot that is going down for characters’ reactions to each other at the moment. Also, the underlined feels like something that is a bit too “told” and not “shown” at the moment. For example, as a throwaway suggestion for a way to “show” things a bit more playing out through Arian’s thought process:

Arian did a double take at the Furret. That was right, Melchior had mentioned that there had been a different crown prince back when he and Kallias had uncovered that plot seven years ago. He supposed with everything that had happened since then, it shouldn’t have been shocking that he’d have died, but…

What happened to him? he wondered to himself.

Anywho, moving on.

[ ]

"Yes. When our tsesarevich passed away six years ago, it could not have been a more tragic occasion. Right in the bloom of his youth, and when we all expected him to be as great a tsar as his father…" The Furret swallowed her sadness, before looking back at Metody with a furious look. "But a few days after he was buried, House Kumiega—this blackguard’s familysent graverobbers to pilfer his body!"

Okay, yeah, there is no way that Kasimir’s death didn’t involve foul play somehow, I can already tell.

Also, you probably want to add more of a transition showing off Yuliya’s mood at the moment, since I admittedly expected her to be more angry than sad in the absence of narration noting otherwise. I also went out on a bit of a limb to suggest making her exposition sound a bit more “furious” as she’s noted as being.

"We always knew you were disloyal blackguards," Branislav continued. "That incident proved it. Frankly, His Majesty's decision to execute you all and strip you of your noble status was perfectly just! And your claim that you intended to do a 'proper autopsy' on his body…Unconscionable! Cutting upon up a Ruslan as if he were meat! The very thought is sickening!"

See, I knew I was onto something with that blackguard suggestion earlier. Though um… just saying, if House Kumiega had any youngsters back then, that punishment from Kliment was likely more than a little messed up if it was leveled at the house as a whole.
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… And for that matter, how old was Metody back then? Since if he was Elvira’s age or younger at the time and his entire family died on Kliment’s orders… yeah, I’m not terribly surprised he threw in with the guys who killed them off down to a ‘mon and his wife, or that he’s a particularly enthusiastic supporter of them in the present day.

[ ]

"Hey now. We were only trying to find out what really happened," Metody defended. "And we were prevented from doing that because of some stupid thoughts from our tsar?

[ ]

Something strange was definitely going on with how Kasimir died. Our crown prince was rarely sick growing up, and yet all of a sudden, he catches this mysterious illness and dies in a few days? …Yeah, I'm not I wasn’t buying that.

[ ]

We in House Kumiega don't buy believe in coincidences. And if His Majesty and your houses wouldn't allow us to hear the truth…then we would steal it from under their noses and expose it to the world ourselves, as it should have been done!"

Metody’s paragraph here IMO works as a few different paragraphs interleaved with some reactions from him and the peanut gang, especially if you want to foreshadow how honest or not he’s being given that Arian’s right there and can potentially feel whatever vibes are rolling off Metody right now.

[ ]

"...So you dared to commit treason, anyway," Branislav huffed. "It amounts to the same thing. Kumiega scum like you are without morals. The fact that you stand with the villain that slayed His Majesty is the greatest proof of all!"

Elvira: “That’s… not what he said at all.” .-.
Arian: “Oh come on, Elvira. What are the odds that he’s telling the truth here? Why, for all we know, he had a hand in Kasimir’s death!” >_>;
Metody: “Your lies and slander have been noted. I’ll be sure to cut them short soon enough.”

[ ]

"...Villain, you say? Strong words, coming from a concealer of Pokémon that concealed the truth from the Pokémon you were sworn to protect," sneered Metody. "After all, my fellow marshal and your ex-lieutenant told me everything. About how you shut her up when she figured it out. About how you tried to force her discharge from the knights. About how you - "

[ ]

"Lies, lies, lies!" the Sirfetch'd cut off. " Words from a treasonous rat are as empty as your conscience!” the Sirfetch’d interrupted. “And the same with that Nidoqueen! Never an honest soul, trying to subvert my command at every turn! Her words meant nothing then, and they mean nothing now!"

[ ]

"...Hah. It's interesting how the tables have turned with between you and Ludmila," the Floatzel observed smugly. "Before Kliment kicked the bucket, you were among the highest ranked in the knights in the kingdom, while you tried to demote and oust her. But now…she's the one at the top. You, meanwhile? You’ve become nothing but a rag-ridden outlaw and a filthy traitor - that's all you are like you were always meant to be.

You probably want to describe the characters’ reactions here a bit more, especially since Branislav and Metody’s reactions would’ve potentially spoken volumes about how true this account was.

[ ]

"And by the end of this day…you won't be anything at all."

Metody shifted to a battle stance. [ ]

"I'll rip your life out from you. And I’ll do the same with you, Yuliya, as well as you those mercenary scum you brought along,” he sneered. [ ] Oh, Master Mitrofan will be delighted with me when we're done! You all made a mistake, meeting up here! Because now I know everything about where you mercenary scum have been hiding."

Just filing that one away that Metody apparently refers to Mitty with similar terms as Nikita. Wonder if he also feels like he owes him something. Though at the risk of getting a bit too far out on a limb, I wonder if the smoother formulation for Metody threatening the gang would’ve been something like:

[...]

“And by the end of this day, you’ll receive a traitor’s reward. It’s been six years now, what was it again…? Ah yes, I remember now…”

Metody shifted into a battle stance, his eyes hardening into a visibly predatory sneer that sent a shiver down Arian’s back.

Losing one’s head. I’m going to enjoy giving you what you deserve, Branislav. And Yuliya and you mercenary scum, too!” [...]

Something to consider anyways.

Arian: “You’re bluffing, there’s no way that you-!”
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Metody: “And I quote from last chapter:

"He means the Guildmaster," Elvira clarified. "Melchior, in other words. …I imagine he'll say yes. But you'll have to talk that through with him first."

"Where would he be right now?" Branislav asked.

"Where our Guild is located," Arian answered. "It's located in Kamengrad."

Team Elpis + Team Sandstream:
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Metody: “As you were saying?”
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Though I knew that them saying that in public would come back to bite them in the ass.

[ ]

"Wh-What?!" Arian cried, panicked. "How do you know?"

"I have eyes and ears everywhere in Rusalka, little Arian," the Floatzel answered, pronouncing his name for all to hear, and in a slimy, taunting way that made the human shudder in annoyance. "You have no one to blame but yourself for letting slip that your little operation's in Kamengrad."

Metody: “Really now, did you really think that I wouldn’t be able to keep tabs on this town when it’s quite literally on my doorstep?”
Arian: “... Crap.”
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Everyone affiliated with the Guild tensed, while the Riolu felt his stomach drop in despair.

No, no, no, no, no…How could I have been so careless? I had to tell Yuliya and Branislav…but I didn't think Metody would catch wind of it. …Crap, crap, crap…!

I mean, it wasn’t as if Lillian was magically being subtle herself since she also outed that the guild was in Kamengrad was in passing. Though… yeah, that was kind of a major fail at opsec there, and I just knew that something like this was going to happen.

I do feel that the “process” in the underlined ought to be shown off a bit more though.

[ ]

"Come on, men! Let's wipe out these traitors!" Metody rallied. "When we have them all wiped out felled them all, we'll have a massive banquet! We'll have a buffet upon their coffins!"

I think you need to have a bit more of a transition back to Metody speaking here. Though a couple parts of his dialogue feel a bit redundant, so I proposed some tweaks to smooth them out a bit.

"Sir, yes, sir!" Encouraged by their marshal's words, the knights got into battle stances.

I’m surprised that they’re giving the gang time and not just all attacking right here and now. Though I suppose Metody was established as a showboater in his first appearance.

[ ]

"...Oh dear," murmured Elvira. "This is going to be quite an uphill battle." She took a glance at the river. "And there's no ferry coming that we can escape to…"

And Metody would potentially be even more in his element if you tried to get in the water given that it’s a cointoss as to whether or not he has Swift Swim.

[ ]

"...I have a plan," Maciej said. Everyone turned to him. "But I need you all to buy me time to get the plan in motion."

I feel like this plan should’ve been telegraphed a bit more by Maciej doing something to subtly draw the others’ attention here.

"Of course, Maciej," Branislav obliged. "Will it get us out of this predicament?"

"It will, provided Metody and his gang of knights don't complicate matters."

So… it’s going to just completely faceplant and fail-

Elvira: “Look, this is going to be a very short story if this doesn’t work, so maybe don’t root against us here?”
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[ ]

"Then go. Anything to get us out of this," Elvira quietly urged.

[ ]

"Right." With that, the Swoobat made his move, flying out over the river and making his way further downstream. [ ]

"After him!" Metody barked. "Don't let him get away!"

"Yes, sir!" obliged a Pidgeotto, who flew after the escaping bat.

- Lillian turns and watches the single Pidgeotto fly off -
Lillian: “... Everyone else is still cornering us at the docks right now, aren’t they?”
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[ ]
"...Don't worry about him. Focus on your own battles," Branislav advised. "Maciej is no weakling. It will take more than a stray knight to take him down."

"Understood," Yuliya replied.

[ ]

"...Get ready, ya lot," Ishmael whispered to his comrades. "If we kick his ass, we can get back to the Guild in time to warn 'em."

[ ]

"...I'm so sorry, everyone," Arian breathed. "I - "

"Shush, Arry. Don't be thinkin' now. Just fight."

The gang has time to say all this when Metody was right there in front of them and just gave his underlings a rousing speech to hype them up for killing Team Elpis and company? I do wonder if it’d have made sense to postpone that part until right before the violence starts and instead have Metody do some sort of time-filler that dovetails in with his showboating nature. e.x. tasking some of his underlings to herd nearby townsfolk over so that way they can watch him cut Selenia’s hope to pieces (which if the townsfolk are genuinely supportive of Metody or else are intimidated into pretending they are, would likely be a good demoralization mind screw for everyone on the dock).

"...Alright," the Riolu resolved, and focused for the fight that was to break out. It was seven of them versus at least twenty knights, including Metody himself.

You do realize that if Metody doesn’t deliberately try to make this a “lookat me” exercise, he’s going to just wash you into the river and pick you off right there, right? ^^;

Arian: “Yeah, well fortunately for us, he’s the type who just screams that he’d make dumb decisions because of his ego.” ^^;

Still…I won't just bow down to him. I have to make up for that slip of the tongue I made. And what better way than to take down the one with that knowledge?

Metody:
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Seriously, at this rate, you’re better off hoping that Melchior secretly tailed you along the river, Arian.

Elvira made the first move, reaching into their bag, and throwing out a blast seed at the nearest opponent, a Miltank.

"Arian! Go!"

And this is why you don’t stop to showboat in your fights, kids. I can already tell that Mitrofan’s going to be
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-ing hard when Metody gives his account of this battle and reveals that he blew a golden opportunity to roll everybody up because he couldn’t pass up the chance to toy with and banter his enemies.

Arian then ran forward, and slammed a Force Palm into the Miltank.

"Hey! Upstart!" the cow raged, ticked off by the drop they got on her. She turned her rage on the Riolu. "Time to put you in your place!"

She reared her head back, and tried to land a Headbutt. Luckily, Arian saw the attack coming, and dodged out of the way in the nick of time. Looking back, he saw Elvira and Ishmael dealing with the Miltank knight. He had no time to react before being the target of a Heatmor's Fire Lash. Unfortunately, he wasn't quick enough to react, and was struck with a searing blow across his side.

"Ouch!" he cried out. "That smarts…"

I admittedly am probably going to be a bit light on critique in this battle sequence since it seems to have the same structural issues that were present in earlier chapters’ battles about things feeling a bit like an attack log. I do feel that if nothing else, you probably don’t want the battle to feel like everyone’s just waiting and letting Arian and Elvira double-team one of the knights unprompted.

Granted, considering who’s calling the shots here, you could potentially justify this by having Metody pull a:

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if he intends to just step in and delete everyone after they got their hopes up, but if so, you probably want to show that off a bit more.

"Course it did, laddie," snickered the Heatmor. "I'm a trained knight! Honed my skills day in, day out! …Now then. Will you come quietly?"

I’m not sure if the underlined really fits given that Metody openly declared his intention to have everyone on this dock killed. It probably would work better to approach things with an angle more along the lines of “Are you going to keep dragging this out?”

[ ]
"Like hell I will!" shouted Arian. "I'll never give in to you!" He readied his fists, and struck the Heatmor across his midsection with a Force Palm. [ ]

"...Feisty wee'un, aren't ya?" the fire anteater commented. "You're a hard hitter. I can see why Ol' Mitt wants you dealt with. That kind of strength could prove to be a real nuisance some day. Gotta cut you down 'fore that happens."

He moved in with his own counterattack. But before he could move in, he was intercepted by one of his fellows.

"Off with you!"

The commanding voice of Branislav rang out, and before he realised it, Arian saw the Sirfetch'd move in with his own move. The knight's leek slammed out a Brick Break attack, stopping the Heatmor cold in his tracks.

I’m not sure if “fellows” there makes sense as a term referring to Branislav, since A: Branislav is an ex-knight now, B: it made me think for a second that one of Metody’s men turned on him akin to how Team Sandstream interfered as embeds within the Thorned Roses.

[ ]
"Argh!" he cried out. "Of all people, the birdbrain…"

"If only you could [ ] as well as you could throw out derision, then you could easily defeat me!" Branislav proclaimed. "But alas not! Words and fighting skills are not one and the same with you!"

He raised his leek blade again. [ ]

"Now take this!" With a blade coated in darkness, he slashed at his opponent with a Night Slash, making short work of the Heatmor. [ ]

"Damn you…" Those were his last words before he fell unconscious.

The lack of description here is kinda heavily undercutting this moment. Though what are the other 19 knights doing at this moment anyways? Since with just under 3 per member of Team Elpis and the gang present, they could likely just mob everyone and wrestle them to the ground if they pulled a blunt Zerg Rush here.

"...Hmph. Mess with I, Marshal Branislav, and a punishment for the crass awaits!" the Sirfetch'd proclaimed.

[ ]

"...Er, thanks, Branislav," Arian thanked. Looking around, he saw enemies on all sides in front of him. "...But we still have more enemies to deal with."

Arian: “Uh… Ishmael happened to bring another Petrify Orb with him, right? Since I’m not really sure how we’re still alive otherwise.” ^^;
Branislav: “Don’t look a gift Ponyta in the mouth, my boy.”

More seriously, I do wonder if doing something as an AOE thing that wasn’t a second Petrify Orb to start the battle off would’ve been better meta-wise, since it’d have allowed the “one-at-a-time” battle ordering to make a bit more sense in-setting (e.x. if half the knights are too busy seeing stars from a Totter Orb to react effectively from the jump). It also wouldn’t be an “I win” button either, since it’d mean that if the gang couldn’t fight their way through the knights still in fighting condition before the others recuperated, it’d be a de facto loss condition.

"I know, boy. And that's Marshal Branislav to you," Branislav haughtily corrected. "Now cover me. I must rain even more devastation upon these nefarious traitors!"

Arian: “Uh… Branislav, you’re not going to just go around killing everyone you come into contact, are you?”
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Branislav: “As cathartic as that would be, I’m pretty sure that my contract forbids me from doing that in this story for tonal reasons.” ^v^;

"...Right. Sure," the Riolu muttered, not happy about the bird knight's condescension. He's an ally, Arian…just ignore him and do what he says, he told himself as he leapt back into fray, facing off against two knights - a Musharna and a Mr. Mime.

Oh boy, does Arian know how to pick his battles there. :copyka:

Crap! I don't do well against either of them! Arian realised. But before he could reach for his items, a double Psybeam onslaught hit him square on.

Yeah, I knew that that wasn’t going to end well. I suppose that’s a sign that Arian needs to spend a bit more time with Galen… assuming the Guild isn’t a smoking crater by the time the gang gets out of here.

I do feel like this is a particularly noticeable moment of “telling and not showing”, since the way Arian gets rekt by the dual Psybeam is handled in a very after-the-fact manner.

"Urgh…" he groaned dizzily. His vision became blurry and faded, and he fell to the ground.

…But not long after, he immediately felt a seed being put in his mouth. Instinctively, he bit on it, and felt energy return. His consciousness returned, and he found Ishmael forcing him onto his feet.

"Get up, mate," he urged. "Can't be losin' ya now."

Ah, so the Reviver Seed needs to be physically in one’s mouth in order for it to kick in. Don’t remember if that was depicted in the past, but I’ll keep that in mind since it means that revives aren’t free actions in this story.

"Thanks, Ishmael," Arian said gratefully.

A
s his focus returned, he saw Axel and Lillian move in to defend them against the Psychic-type duo. Meanwhile, a little further off, Elvira was picking a fight with a Golduck that was duelling with Yuliya.

Branislav wasn't engaged in combat. He looked to be carrying out a Swords Dance. [ ]

Oh, that explains it, Arian theorised. He's getting ready to deal more damage later. …Fair enough. We can keep the enemies off him. He turned to face his nearest foe: a Lombre who looked at him with an unimpressed look.

Also wasn’t really feeling the “summarized” narration of this section either. It admittedly was not a thing where I could suggest an easy or straightforward fix for it, so I recommended some simpler touch-ups to consider here.

"You're the one that Master Mitrofan wants us to lock up?" he said. "...How the hell did Hinnerk lose to a shrimp like you?"

"Why not fight and find out?" Arian challenged.

I… didn’t realize that the “he” in the last paragraph from the prior block was referring to Arian and not to Branislav. Though boy is Arian really lucking out that these knights are by and large stopping to banter before they attack. I wonder if there’s been a general loss of professionalism in the ranks since the whole coup thing happened.

"...Sure. But I doubt you'll measure up to me!"

The Lombre inhaled sharply, and from his mouth, before spewing out a stream of bubbles that blasted out towards Arian. The Riolu fought hard to avoid the Bubble Beam attack, but found himself having to retreat slightly, much to his annoyance.

I need to get closer, not further away, he thought.

Another spot where the “after the fact” narration is particularly noticeable again. I assume that you’ve been taking a different tack in more recent chapters, though recall that “specific blows and actions as they happen” help a lot for making actions feel very “fluid”.

Thankfully, the Lombre soon found his attention diverted, as a small but strong force launched a Slam attack into him.

"What the hell?!" the Lombre cried, startled. Looking up, he saw Elvira standing between him and Arian. [ ]

"Don't harass my partner," she threatened. "Otherwise you'll have to deal with me."

The underlined probably would’ve worked better just describing Elvira swooping in with that Slam off the bat. Also, I feel like we were missing some mood-setting on Elvira’s part after she enters the mix here.

"Thanks, Elvira," Arian said gratefully.

Lombre: “What am I, chopped liver?” >_>;

"No problem," the Treecko returned. "Now let's defeat him, together!"

"Yeah!"

Arian leapt back into the fray with another Force Palm prepared. He ran forward, and struck the Lombre's side.

"Agh!" hissed the Jolly Pokémon. That wasn't all he had to deal with, though. Elvira made her move, and used a Giga Drain to sap his energy. [ ]

"Damn you! You're really beginning to piss me off!" yelled the Lombre.

Arian: “I’m sorry, how did you ever get that category again? You feel a lot more like the ‘Surly Pokémon’ right now.”
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"...Strange. I thought you said a shrimp like me wouldn't be worth your time?" Arian taunted, adopting a satisfied smirk at disproving his opponent on what he had said earlier..

"...Tch!" the Water/Grass-type knight spat. "Eat this!"

He turned on Elvira, and readied his claws, before leaping forward, intent to deliver hell to her via Fury Swipes. Arian braced himself for the attack's landing…

…But it never did. Thankfully, Elvira, seeing his retaliation, used Detect and dodged every Fury Swipe that came her way.

Once again going a bit light on the criticisms here to avoid being too broken record about things, but I wasn’t really feeling “Water/Grass-type” as an epithet. It might have made sense to just call the Lombre a “knight” there.

"Wh-What in - " A vein visibly bulged in the Lombre's head. "Y-You little trickster!" He tried harder to hit her. However, it was to no avail.

Arian: “Sounds like a skill issue on your part!”
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And he happened to forget she had a partner, who moved in to strike again with yet another Force Palm.

"Don't forget me!" the Riolu interjected. "...Or wait, no. I'm Just a that little shrimp that couldn't possibly measure up to you! Don't mind me."

I feel that Arian’s phrasing can be made a bit snappier here. The above is one potential way of streamlining things.

[ ]

"Will you ever shut up!?" the Lombre growled with annoyance.

Buddy, I think you have some bigger worries right now like not getting hit with that Force Palm, just saying.

"It's you that needs to shut up," Elvira said from his other side.

With no more words, she threw an iron thorn at him, which hit him square in the face. [ ]

"...B-Bastards…" was all he said before falling unconscious.

[ ]

"...Whew," Arian breathed.

He wanted to take a slightly longer rest. But one look around him told him this was not an option. While the number of knights had thinned slightly, there was still much more to go.

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Just saying, you started out being outnumbered by almost three to one at the start. Though I’m honestly surprised that Metody hasn’t just started strolling in and dropping people, since he was very much not a pushover from what we saw of him last time.

And that's not even counting potential reinforcements, he realised. …Damn…are we in a tough spot?

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Arian, the fact that Metody hasn’t been described stepping in himself and just promptly deleted you and Elvira should be a strong sign that he’s deliberately messing with you and/or showboating before he gets serious.

"Arian, Elvira." The two looked over to see Yuliya nearby. She had just finished off a Venomoth, and was gearing up to face yet more knights. "They won't let up anytime soon. I think…it would be wise to go for the commander."

"That sounds like a plan," Elvira agreed.

[ ]
"But the commander…that's Metody," Arian pointed out. "One of Mitrofan's most loyal marshals…"

Arian: “Um… not that I’m complaining, but what has Metody been doing all this time anyways?” ^^;

"I know. But taking him down will put a big dent in this operation," the Furret reasoned. "And…you defeated Hinnerk. I know you have the potential to pull off a victory."

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Arian: “Um… well, yes, that’s right, but we also ran into Metody once in the past and only got away since Team Anima literally carried us.”
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"...We didn't defeat him without help," the Riolu whined. "We had Team Sandstream's help."

Looking over, he could see Ishmael, Axel and Lillian engaged in combat with other knights, and weren't in a position to lend aid to them so easily. Meanwhile, Branislav had been cornered by another two knights. No one was in a position to help them.

Arian: “... I don’t suppose that Ishmael has another Petrify Orb right now, does he?”
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Ishmael: “Would’ve used it if I had it, Arry!”
Arian: “Right, didn’t think so.”

"I'll help you," Yuliya volunteered. "He's over there."

She pointed to where the Floatzel was observing the fight from afar. [ ]

"I'll help you clear a path to him."

I’ll admit, I did not expect that Metody would just hang on the sidelines given that he got very up and personal when trying to shoot down Team Anima back in the Iria arc. I suppose that’s a sign that he’s quietly a bit skeptical of his chances against either Yuliya or Branislav.

"Thanks, Yuliya," Arian replied.

"Don't mention it."

The Furret then turned her attention to their foes. Without a word, she dashed forward and slashed at her nearest opponent, a Greedent, with Fury Swipes. She had been in the midst of fighting the overweight squirrel, and that attack caused it to go down.

"That's enough of that, girlie!" a Darmanitan called, getting into the fray. "Can't let someone like ya be takin' us down, can we?"

Arian: “Boy is it convenient that these knights aside from those two Psychics have mostly been attacking us one at a time here.” ^^;
Yuliya: “Arian, haven’t you already learned a thing or two about running your mouth off in the past chapter?” >_>;

"You're dealing with an ex-marshal here," Arian pointed out. "She's no one ordinary!"

[ ]

"...'Was' a marshal. Don't mean nothin' now!" the Darmanitan touted. "Shoulda stayed with playin' with dolls instead of tryin' to tussle with us in the big leagues!"

Famous last words. I can already tell.

"..." Yuliya said nothing, instead taking a deep breath. By the sound of it, as well as based on the scowl she was trying to suppress, there was no doubt some history here. While Arian had no hope of knowing the specifics, he could formulate a good guess. Undoubtedly, it was linked to the 'girlie' comments the Darmanitan was making.

That's low.

The Riolu found himself irked by grit his teeth at the Fire-type's words. He looked over at his partner, and nodded wordlessly. Elvira knew what this meant got the message and had a glare of her own on her face; she dug into the bag, and threw out a blast seed at the Darmanitan. She threw it with meaning, too; she didn't like his comments any more than Yuliya did.

Wait, was Elvira here the entire time with Arian and Yuliya? Since I could’ve sworn she kinda just faded out a bit for a while.

Though I do wonder if the whole “wow, way to be sexist, Darmanitan” moment ought to be trimmed down a little, since it feels like the action felt like it noticeably slowed down here. The underlined spots were moments that felt redundant to me and like they might have been better off getting cut.

"Argh! Ya little scamp!" the Fire-type raged.

He got ready to leap over to her and deal a burning blow to her in the form of a Fire Punch. However, once again, this knight forgot she had a partner, who leapt in at that point to deliver a Force Palm across his midsection.

This moment probably would’ve been a bit more effective with a description of the Blast Seed actually blowing up and giving Darmanitan a bad time.

"Ngh!" Suddenly, his Fire Punch fizzled out. "I-I can't move!"

It went better than Arian had expected; the Darmanitan had been paralysed by the Riolu's Force Palm.

I feel like the underlined might already be self-evident. If you want to keep it for meta purposes, I’d suggest framing the “oh, the Darmanitan’s paralyzed” moment as an in-character realization on Arian’s part.

"Alright!" Arian cheered. "Come on, let's lay into him!"

He dashed forward, a Bite at the ready, and sunk his fangs into the Fire-type. [ ]

At that same time, Yuliya moved in with her own move. Boosted by her Agility, she was quick as lightning as she leapt into the air and bore down on him with U-Turn. She descended, landing next to Arian, who unconsciously took her place where she had been.

Mmm… nothing like the taste of Monke. Though I feel that if you’re not going to throw in a description of the Darmanitan reacting to the Bite, it probably makes sense to collapse these paragraphs together.

[ ]

"S-Stupid girl!"

The Darmanitan moved to strike her with a Hammer Arm this time. But once again, Yuliya came prepared. As he prepared to strike down on her, she slugged him in the stomach with a Sucker Punch, knocking him off-balance.

Elvira then took the opportunity given to them, and slammed into the Fire-type with Slam. That did the Darmanitan in, and he fell unconscious.

I mean, he kinda had that one coming. Though if the Darmanitan was meant to clearly start growing unnerved and losing his cool, that probably would’ve been worth showing off a bit more explicitly before he pipes up.

[ ]
"Let's keep going." Yuliya, however, wasn't intent on resting on her laurels. "I'll hold these knights off. You just focus on getting to Metody!"

"Right! Thanks, Yuliya!" Arian thanked, said.

Arian turned his attention and looked
before looking through the group of knights for a gap they could break through. Thanks to the Furret marshal providing support along their flanks, they eventually found one, and dashed through to where Metody was issuing orders to the knights nearest him. He had his back turned to them, and Arian saw a chance to draw first blood. He leapt in with the intent to deal a Force Palm to the Floatzel. However, as he was about to hit him…

Arian: “Wait, ‘however’?”
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"Hyah!" Suddenly, Metody materialised water gauntlets at his fists, and blocked Arian's attack. "Nope! You haven't outsmarted me, little mutt!"

Additionally, He threw a leg forward and kicked the Riolu, pushing him back slightly. [ ]

"...So you're Metody." Arian clutched his chest in slight pain as he spoke. It wasn't anything serious, thankfully; the marshal hadn't put a huge amount of force behind the kick. "Serafina and Natalie told us about you."

I… didn’t realize that Arian got hit in the chest by that kick. It probably would’ve been a detail worth explicitly mentioning.

And yeah, this is the part where Arian finds out that Metody wasn’t hanging back and not fighting because he was afraid of throwing down. Which… uh… is a really terrible sign for how this is going to go.

"Of course they would. Blabbermouths come a dime a dozen with mercenary types," Metody sneered. "But then again, you would know about accidentally letting secrets slip, wouldn't you? Loose-Tongued Arian."

He smirked with victory at the nickname he'd invented for the Riolu.

I feel like the entire underlined moment is basically redundant to the earlier part of the paragraph since Metody “sneering” and “smirking” has quite a bit of overlap since he’s very obviously happy with himself right now, and is ribbing Arian for running his mouth off.

[ ]

"Sh-Shut up!" Arian immediately replied, though Metody's remarks had made their mark. His heart sank with guilt at his mistake.

I feel like the underlined works better if it comes before Arian speaks up in response.

"Take no notice Ignore that, Arian," Elvira encouraged, in an attempt to alleviate her partner's worries. "Don't let him get to you!"

[ ]
"Hmm…What's that they say about sticks and stones? Seems like your partner hasn't learned that lesson yet." But the Floatzel marshal was not intent on letting up with the snide remarks. "Didn't Fernblade Kallias teach his little girl that? Or was he too busy on missions as a merc to look after you properly, Elvira?"

[ ]

"Don't talk about my dad like that!" Elvira shouted back.

Evidently, she'd forgotten what she'd said only a moment before. And like Arian, his words did manage to strike a chord within her, reminding her of feelings of contempt she did hold for her dad at one point in the past.

Ah yes, so Metody being an aggravating chode is his superpower for getting his victims to slip up so he can finish them off, huh? Since he’s laying those Smug Snake vibes on really thick right now.

Though I don’t think that I ever recalled Elvira being mentioned as having a phase where she was contemptuous of Kallias? Since she certainly didn’t seem to have that after his disappearance or in the flashback sequences earlier. If this is referencing a specific moment that Elvira brought up in the past, it probably makes sense to give a reminder for the readers about it. If not… uh… yeah, you should probably introduce the idea that Elvira had a phase where she didn’t get along with Kallias sometime before this battle.

That's all in the past, she reminded herself, shaking her head to rid those feelings. "My dad was a virtuous mercenary, with his heart always in the right place! He loved me and always wanted the best for me! I won't let you insult him like that, Metody!"

She got into a battle stance [ ]

"Hah! Stupid girl," the Floatzel mocked. "If I was facing Fernblade Kallias, I would just hold up the white flag right away. I wouldn't be an idiot, thinking I could take him on. …You, though?

[ ]

You're nothing like him. You're a weak, fickle Treecko who only got lucky! The same with you, Arian!"

I think that you were missing some words after “She got into a battle stance” since you’re missing a period and it cuts off very abruptly. Also, I would recommend having more of a transition in general between your different characters here.

[ ]

"Oh yeah? You wanna bet?" the human challenged. "We'll beat you right here, right now!"

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"...Fine then. But you'd better put up something of a fight!" Metody accepted. "Hinnerk's a pompous idiot, anyway. No wonder you beat him. You may have defeated that pompous idiot Hinnerk, but I Meanwhile, here and now, you're dealing with me, Metody Eligiusz Kumiega, am renowned as one of Selenia's most powerful fighters. Let me show you why I am spoken of as suchwhere I am!"

Metody’s boast IMO can be heavily streamlined in the second part of his dialogue.

He began by using Aqua Jet. Using his tails as propellers, he moved in the blink of an eye, and struck Arian head on. The Riolu was flung backwards, into the side of a Grotle knight who was duking it out with Yuliya.

"Oof!" Arian cried.

Oh hey, so he’s literally
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-ing right now.

"Oi! Damn mutt!" the Grotle yelled, and got ready to attack him.

"Leave him to me," Metody ordered. "Focus on your own battles, cadet!"

"Yes, sir! Of course, sir!" obliged the mossy turtle, before turning back to his own duel.

Just saying, Metody, you’re not really helping your case that you’re better than Hinnerk right now. Even if I’m kinda surprised that there was enough of an opening with Yuliya for these two to have this back and forth before she summarily got in her next blow.

Elvira sought to capitalise on this, and used Giga Drain on Metody. The attack connected, thankfully, and the Treecko stole energy from him.

Elvira: “Um… that did actually hurt him, right? Since Metody wasn’t really mentioned reacting at all..”
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"...You think you've got the upper hand now, do you?" To her dismay, the Floatzel didn't seem that fazed. "Think again!"

The next thing he did was coat his fists in ice, like the gauntlets of water he had formed earlier. In retaliation for Elvira's attack, he went for her.

"Hoarfrost Punch!"

He dealt a number of blows to Elvira, and the Treecko was knocked back in a similar way her partner was earlier. This attack was much more powerful, though, and the gecko found herself reeling from the attack.

Oh hey, it’s like that one Random Doom comic from like 15 years ago, except with less blood flying around… for now.

It looks like…a form of Liquidation, combined with…Ice Punch, I think, she analysed, as she got back to her feet. And he doesn't look as though he compromises much by using it. With Aqua Jet, he definitely makes the best use of his agility as a Floatzel. …We might be in for the long haul with this fight.

[ ]
Still…it's not unwinnable, she told herself, as she took out an oran berry. If we play our cards right…then hopefully…

Cue Metody swooping in and just wrecking that berry, since that felt like a rather long time to be stopping and thinking against a very mobile opponent.

Metody's focus, meanwhile, had returned to Arian. The Riolu had gotten back into the fray, and attempted to strike with a Force Palm again. However, the Floatzel saw his attack coming, and blocked it with his water gauntlets.

"This shit again?" he snarked. "Doing the same thing again and again isn't a good way of making yourself unpredictable! Seems you really are a dumb mutt. Just what's your story, anyway? I don't recall there being a prominent Lucario being a merc in the Guild."

Really not helping your case that you’re a step above Hinnerk, Metody. Though more seriously, I do wonder if his reaction’s a little off, since Metody has usually vibed as being very formal and “upper class” when he’s calm and collected, while he hasn’t really had anything happen yet that would really rile him up since from his perspective, Arian’s doing gif related:

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"I don't need to tell you anything," Arian shot back.

He jumped back, and thought back to the lessons he'd been having with Galen in the last while, involving this similar motion of blocking punches from opponents. Just be patient. Block his punches, and wait for your chance.

Boy would you be screwed right now if Metody could wield Liquidation akin to Guzma’s Golisopod in PokéAni, since then he’d have reach for his attacks, too.

He ran towards the weasel. This time, his claws shone metallic, a sign he was about to use Metal Claw. Metody saw this, and frowned.

Either he's an idiot…or he's got something planned. Either way, he went in again, his Liquidation gauntlets armed again. I'll put this pompous kid in his place.

Not sure how I really feel about the jump from Arian to Metody’s perspective like this. Like it’s technically doable since you’re writing in omniscient perspective, but I do wonder if you needed more of a transition than this.

Arian's left arm came into contact with Metody's right, who blocked his hit without effort. But as he got ready to deal a blow with his other fist, he was taken by surprise as he felt a blow from his right side.

"Argh!" He used Force Palm on his right paw? …Damn. Knew he was up to no good. Looking up, he saw the Riolu retreat slightly, ready to go at it again.

Should’ve just hit him with a ranged attack, since just saying, Base 85 Special Attack is nothing to sneeze at when you’re a base morph.

But on his right side, Elvira was back in the fray, and threw a blast seed at the marshal. The blast hit him, and he reeled back in surprise from the blast. [ ]

"Damn mercs and their items," he hissed with annoyance. "But tricks won't save you here!"

Right away, he leapt back at Elvira, his Hoarfrost Punch at the ready. At least, he wouldn't have to fear his attacks being blocked by her. From what he could grasp from the way she fought, Kallias's daughter didn't appear to be a hand-to-hand combatant, or even take after her father's way of combat.

You know what they say about assuming, Metody… also, just saying, you’re really not helping your case that you’re better at this than Hinnerk, since you also just let the gang keep those items instead of moving to neutralize their bags as soon as possible.

However…he was wrong to underestimate her capabilities. Before he struck, the Treecko threw another seed at him. It wasn't a blast seed, but it was a seed that cast an aroma over him. …One that made him feel drowsy.

Wait! No! Those little… He didn't even finish his thought before he fell asleep standing up.

Oh yeah, Metody’s never going to live this one down afterwards.
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It was a funny sight. But Elvira knew this was no time for laughter. Now was a time to capitalise on the marshal's inactivity.

"Arian!" she called. "Catch!" From her bag, she threw yet another seed. Arian caught it.

"A violent seed? Oh!" he realised. He didn't need to be told, and gobbled the seed. After consuming it, he felt a greater power come to him.

Wait, just how much stuff do you two have in those bags?
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Like I get that you went through a Mystery Dungeon and all, but I do wonder why we didn’t see these used more aggressively in the battle earlier, and ideally also foreshadowed more, since I actually looked through your prior chapter, and there wasn’t a clean mention or hint of the gang having these items.

[ ]

"Hey! Guys! Marshal Metody's fallen asleep!" one of the knights pointed out.

"Those Team Elpis kids did that!" another knight added. "They threw a sleep seed at him!"

"Protect him! Stop them!"

[ ]

"Oh, crud!" Arian cried, seeing the other knights turn their attention to them. "This isn't good!"

Some more spots where you probably want to show the actual process of this happening play out a bit more, since the knights’ entrance and general vibe shift is very abrupt at the moment.

The knights began to move in on them. [ ]

Thankfully, though…Team Elpis had allies by their side, and they all came to defend them.

Another spot where you probably want to either expand the first paragraph, or else collapse it into one paragraph with the subsequent one. I’ll admit that “The knights began to move in on them” didn’t quite move the needle for me while reading it. It might have made sense to try and sell more of a sense of dread with the whole “and then, suddenly, a dozen snarling Pokémon came running at us” sort of vibe.

"We're your enemies, not them!" Lillian proclaimed, as she, Axel and Ishmael came to the front. Each looked battered from the fighting, but they were holding on.

"Quite so! Where do you think you're going, you bunch of blackhearts?" Branislav chipped in, slashing at a Rhyhorn with Leaf Blade and felling them. "I am a more worthy opponent than them!"

Lillian: “Really, you old coot? That’s what you’re going with right now?” >_>;

"Focus on Metody, Arian and Elvira!" Yuliya declared, from where she was fighting. "Don't worry about us!"

Wait, who is Yuliya addressing this to? Team Sandstream, or…?

"...Understood," Elvira agreed. "Arian, let's team up! How about we…try out something? You know what you were suggesting earlier, back in Riverside Cave?"

[ ]

"Oh, a team attack?" Arian was suddenly excited. "Yeah, let's try something out, here and now!"

"Great. Let's start it off!"

Cue the theme music:

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Arian acted on instinct, and slugging Metody with a Force Palm was the first thing he did. This knocked the Floatzel back and out of sleep. However, before he could react, Elvira moved in with her own move: a Giga Drain. This was then followed up by a Slam, as she hit Metody as hard as she could.

Elvira: “And one for good measure!”

Though I can already tell that this is going to end terribly given that Metody’s awake again, and I’m sure he’s going to be pissed about this. :copyka:

Arian moved back in, his claws at the ready with a metallic sheen. He slashed at Metody once, twice, three times, before rounding that part of the combo out with a Bite.

Elvira then moved in next to him. The next attack was to be an attack the two would do side by side, by the looks of it. Both were fine with this, and charged their most powerful attacks: Arian with a Force Palm, and Elvira with a Giga Drain.

Wait, how is Metody managing to get stunlocked through seven attacks in sequence without offering any effective resistance up to this point. I feel that at minimum, it would probably make sense to have something happen to mess with Metody’s balance or slow him down or something like that, since while “seven sequential attacks while your opponent gets in nothing” is par for the course for chain attacks in Xenoblade, it does feel like it’s pushing suspension of disbelief here a little bit given that Metody’s supposed to be a strong opponent.

Elvira went first, draining Metody's energy for herself. Then, as she finished, Arian moved in, and hit Metody as hard as his attack allowed.

This threw the Floatzel marshal back into the wall of a nearby watermill. Cracks formed where he landed in the wall.

He seemed to be unconscious, much to the surprise of Team Elpis. A few knights were quite dismayed.

“Seemed” kinda gives away the game that he’s not unconscious, just saying. If you want to keep things a bit more suspenseful, it likely makes sense to say something to the effect of “his eyes were closed and he didn’t move afterwards (beyond his chest weakly rising and falling)”

"No way…It can't be!"

"Did Marshal Metody really lose to a pair of rookies?"

"This can't be real! He's much stronger than them! …Hmm…unless…"

"Did we do it? Did we…beat him?" Elvira wondered.

Once again:

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Elvira, there is exactly no way this story is letting you off the hook with beating Metody more easily than Hinnerk, since I saw the way Team Anima reacted to him in the Iria arc.

Arian went over to look. The Floatzel's eyes were closed, and he didn't appear to be moving a muscle.

"...Seems like it," he said, as he turned back to face everyone else. "...Wow…I can't believe I - "

He didn't finish his sentence before he felt a cold, hard punch slug him across the back of the head.

Yeah, I knew it.

"Agh!" he cried.

He turned around in horror, to see the Floatzel get back on his feet. While the marshal had taken a battering, he was far from being down.

Alright, now let’s cue the real fight music in the background:

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Metody: “Hrmph, I’ll admit, I underestimated you. Don’t worry, it won’t happen again.”

"Sike!" declared Metody. "You totally fell for it, you dunce! Did you really think that little show of yours would do me in?"

"N-No…That didn't defeat him?" Arian's face of despair said it all.

Oh, that is devious. Though yeah, that really does explain a thing or two about this whole battle given that the entire deliberately handicapped order of battle has been Metody playing mind games with the gang.

"Haha! I love to see it! The way your excitement withers to despair as you realise how outmatched you are!" Metody chortled. "You never had a chance, you whelp! And when I'm through with you…you never will," he finished with menace in his tone.

Next thing you’ll tell me that he keeps a golden mask somewhere in his effects drawer to bring out for moments like these.

He got ready to follow up on his attack, and intended to finish Arian for good. The Riolu tried to get up, but he was still reeling from the Hoarfrost Punch that Metody had dealt to him. There would be no chance to dodge out of the way before he went in again.

Underlined feels like something that should be shown and not told if at all possible.

"Arian!" he heard Elvira cry. Similar cries could be heard from Team Sandstream.

He felt the impact of the chilling punch Metody dealt to him. Then another punch. And another. And another. The Riolu lost consciousness after the fourth punch. But Metody wasn't done with him.

I'll kill him here and post his head to the Guild in Kamengrad as a warning. He smirked inwardly at this thought. What a brilliant idea!

Oh, so we are just going to reprise that one Random Doom comic where the Floatzel character gets a bit too carried away with all the punching, huh? :copyka:

Perhaps if he hadn't been in fantasyland about such thoughts, he would've paid attention to his surroundings and seen the incoming attack.

The whoosh of a slashing blade sounded out, along with a pained yell from him.

"Gyaah! What the fuck!?" Metody cried out in pain. He looked over to see who had dealt that wound to him.

There, standing next to him, was Branislav, with his leek blade in his right wing, having just used a Leaf Blade on the marshal.

I mean, you did have six other opponents, Metody. Just saying, I think this is the time when you definitively can the fun and games and start having the knights fight for real.

"You! Birdbrain…" the Floatzel growled, smarting from the cuts dealt to him. "How dare you steal my thunder like that!"

"You're not the only one whose thunder is being stolen," Branislav returned. "What better way to reclaim it by defeating you in your hometown, here and now? Come, Metody! Your opponent is me now!"

That… feels like a recipe for Branislav to get maimed and/or killed. Since I can’t help but recall that Branislav doesn’t have any art of him as far as I know, while Yuliya does. :copyka:

"...Tch…So the great Branislav is defending and cooperating with mercenaries?" Metody scowled. "I've seen it all now…"

Branislav: “Trust me, it became a much easier decision after seeing the likes of you rise through the ranks in the new regime.” >:|

"All in the name of protecting Selenia's name from underhanded urchins like you," the Sirfetch'd scathingly answered. "If freeing her means allying with those I once thought disdain of…then so be it. Our enemies are the same vile leeches that leave our fair tsardom to stagnate day by day. And so, to stop that rot, I will defeat you here and now!"

He swung his leek around. [ ]

"En garde!"

I feel like the underlined feels a touch long-winded and like it can be condensed somehow. I’m not sure what concretely to suggest, but even just going from three sentences to two would make things already feel quite a bit more fluid in context.

Branislav did not hesitate in his charge as he went in for another attack. Metody prepared his Liquidation gauntlets to fight back against him. [ ]

Meanwhile, Elvira had made her way over to her partner with a reviver seed. Arian took it, and regained consciousness.

"Urgh…What happened?"

Elvira: “Um, well, you fainted, again.” ^^;
Arian: “Yes, I knew that part, but how-?”
- Cue looking over at Branislav and Metody throwing down -
Arian: “... Right, Metody revealed that we barely scratched him during all that fighting earlier.”
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"Long story short, Metody's fighting Branislav right now," Elvira informed. "Therefore, we need to take up his role and hold off the knights."

"...Okay, I see. I can do that," Arian replied. They took the ex-marshal's place in keeping the knights away from where the fight was happening with Metody.

The underlined feels really vague and high-level there. I get that this probably isn’t going to be the main focus here, but it probably makes sense to at least give a bit more detail about who those two are fighting and what it looks like than that.

[ ]

"Hyah!"

The bird knight swung with a green energy along his blade, aiming to hit the Floatzel. Metody was still the faster of them, and dodged his slashes. At one point, he avoided an overhead swing from the Sirfetch'd, and attempted to hit him in the side. He punched forward, expecting to hit feathery plumage…

…But he ended up punching his leafy shield instead.

Ooh, that one can’t possibly feel good to land there. Though I feel you need a bit more transition than this to shift your focus from Team Elpis and back to Branislav here.

"Your mistake!" Branislav proclaimed, bashing his shield and pushing the weasel back. That created a prime opportunity to strike with a Leaf Blade, which he struck Metody with, slashing him three times across his midsection.

"Yeeeaaargh!"

yelled Metody yelled in pain. The Sirfetch'd's slashes were especially painful for a Water-type like him, and the cuts stung like nothing else. It was a struggle to get back up again, and he found himself clutching his wounds.

Some formatting suggestions, though this section seems particularly noticeable for “telling” and not “showing”. The underlined in particular is the part where I feel things would benefit the most from showing off the “process” of events unfolding as opposed to the almost summary-like delivery that’s there at the moment.

"Don't like that, hm?" scoffed Branislav. "Then have some more!"

He dashed in again, Leaf Blade at the ready, and slashed Metody in the same fashion as before. [ ]

"Ngaaaaaaah!"

The Floatzel cried out again in agony. If the strikes were painful before, they were all the worse now, being cut where there were already wounds.

Another spot where it probably makes sense to show a bit more of the process play out. The first paragraph in particular feels very “high level summary” at the moment in a way that feels a bit out of place for a portion of this battle that is being specifically focused on.

"You should never have engaged with me!" Branislav declared. "You think that I, Branislav Erastovich Lada, marshal most loyal to His Majesty Tsar Kliment VII, would roll over and accept defeat? I never rest! And I never fail in my duty as marshal!"

Um, Branislav? I’m pretty sure that this is tempting fate like crazy right now, since at moments like these in stories, this is the part where the guy on Team Hero gets maimed or killed from being cocky.
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"...Try telling that to your fellow knights," scoffed Metody, breathing heavily as he spoke. "Why do you think Ludmila and your platoon left you for Mitrofan? One good reason, and they all say it - you're a terrible leader.

[ ]

Seven years ago, when Team Marshwood were having their moment of glory in saving Kliment from assassination, where were you? Someone in the background, far away from the limelight.

[ ]

You didn't care at all for your people! Just some haughty noble playing marshal and acting like a spoiled brat when confronted with the slightest criticism! And don't think I'm making this up! Master Mitrofan told us everything, and Ludmila was there to back us up!"

I feel like you probably want to break Metody’s banter up into a few parts and make him do some actions scurrying off to safety a bit, since I’m admittedly not sure why Branislav is standing back and allowing this and not just summarily gutting Metody like a fish mid-monologue.

Arian and Elvira happened to overhear this, and realised that the way Metody told the story wasn't too different from the perspective Melchior told it to them the day before. When the Floatzel marshal worded it recounted the tale again…they found themselves in begrudging agreement with him.

[ ]

"...Still your tongue. You speak nothing but slander, as befits a member of that nefarious House Kumiega!" Branislav shouted, almost defensively. "You people were nothing but stains on our nobility's purity, and you continue with your tainted ways today! …But no more. I shall fell the last remaining member of this house today, and then we shall no longer hear of the underhanded plots of your family again!"

Oh, so Metody’s family was straight-up executed on orders of Tsar Kliment with him as the last ‘mon standing. I guess that would explain a thing or two about why he’s in so deep with Mitrofan and has such a hate-on for everyone from the old regime. :copyka:

The Sirfetch'd didn't charge in immediately. Rather, he seemed to coat himself in a yellowish energy, in preparation for what looked to be a finishing blow. This time, though, Metody was in more of a position to be defeated, rather than earlier with Arian and Elvira's attempt at a finishing combo.

"Now, to end this!"

Cue Metody pulling some underhanded BS in 3… 2…

Branislav was about to charge forward and stab at the Floatzel with all of his might. It was a signature move of his, and passed down through the last few generations of Sirfetch'd in House Lada's dynasty. It was incredibly powerful, and he looked forward to using it to fell the last remaining member of that troublesome house that laid claim to this oblast. Frankly, someone far better deserved land like this, not a disreputable bunch like House Kumiega.

He got ready to charge forward. But at that moment…a voice pierced through the air.

"I don't think so, Branislav!"

I kinda wonder if some of the first paragraph should’ve been moved partly into dialogue, since it feels a bit long-winded and out of place for a moment in a battle sequence given that it’s basically a background exposition.

Then from his left, something was thrown at him. It was something on fire, and it hit him on his side.

"Agh!" he yelled, feeling the flames lick his plumage. Oddly, though…the flames were a greenish colour, not the typical red that Fire-types usually breathed.

I smell a dergin in the chat from that fire color.

"Branislav, look out!" Yuliya cried. "It's coming back!"

"What?!" The Sirfetch'd looked to his right, but had no time to react before the object hit him again. "Gaargh! What was that? Who threw that?" He looked to his left, where the object had come from.

And what he saw, or rather who he saw…was quite a shock.

The object, as it turned out, was a bone, with ghostly flames on it. It came back to its owner, who caught it with skill.

Oh, hi Nikita. Though right, I suppose that ghostfire or whatever it is on Alolan Marowak really does have a bit of a greenish tinge to it.

"To think, one of the most prestigious generals of the old guard falling for an attack like that…it's pathetic," Nikita opined, looking at Branislav with scorn. "Isn't it, Master Mitrofan?"

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"Indeed it is, Nikita," Mitrofan concurred. "Inept scum like him have no place in the top brass. And yet…that was exactly where Kliment put him."
The very leader of Selenia had come upon the scene, along with his loyal aide. Also with him was a legion of more knights.

I feel that it probably makes sense to reveal Mitrofan’s presence before he speaks up, since the present delivery felt a little jarring. Alternatively, it might make sense to not namedrop him in the speech tag before he gets revealed by the narration that “oh yeah, he’s here”.

The blood of the mercenaries and ex-knights collectively froze upon the sight of him.

"Mitrofan?!" Yuliya gasped.

"What?!" a shocked Axel yelled.

"What the hell's he doing here?!" Lillian cried, panicked.

I feel that the first paragraph probably works better as something along the lines of “Arian felt his blood run cold at the sight of the Aggron. His companions collectively froze and paled, their voices coming out in startled cries one after the other.”

Team Elpis et al:
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Metody: “My, aren’t you suddenly pessimistic about your odds-?”
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Nikita: “Shut up, Metody. If you hadn’t stopped to showboat, Master Mitrofan and I wouldn’t have had to step in to save your tail like a little whelp.”
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[ ]

"Of all the times…" Branislav was furious at the interruption. "Right when I was about to put this cur down for good!"

The underlined IMO should be “shown” a bit more beforehand. Though lol. Lmao. Yeah, okay, Branislav. Just saying, if Nikita could throw you this off balance, I’m not convinced at all that you had Metody anywhere near as dead to rights as you thought you did.

"On the contrary, you couldn't have come at a better time, Master Mitrofan!" Metody professed, weakly stepping towards his leader. "We've come upon some vital information about the Irian Guild!"

"Oh? Do tell," Mitrofan asked. Next to him, Nikita threw an oran berry to the marshal.

Mitrofan: “I swear to gods, Metody. How did you even get yourself into this situation? I can see more Pokémon than your enemies ranks lying passed out on the ground right now?”
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Metody: “Uh… they were just a little less coordinated than they could’ve been?”
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No no no! He's going to tell him! Arian thought in despair. All because we couldn't defeat him in time! Oh, why did Mitrofan have to show up now, of all times?

"It's in Kamengrad, where the mercs have been hiding!" the Floatzel gleefully revealed, after scarfing the oran berry and recovering from the wounds Team Elpis and Branislav inflicted upon him. "That's where they've been all this time, gathering support and plotting our downfall! And now they've teamed up with two old enemies of ours to further that goal!"

The underlined IMO should be described happening before Metody pipes up. Though I have to wonder how genuine his claims of being one of the best (current) warriors in Selenia is, since he jobbed pretty hard in this battle, even if he didn’t do himself any favors by stopping to showboat.

Arian: “Uh… did I say that the guild was in Kamengrad? I meant to say that it was… uh… i-in Karelia! Yeah, that’s where it is!”
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Mitrofan: “Save your breath, child. You’re not fooling anybody right now.”
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"Kamengrad?" A scowl formed on the Aggron's face. "I'll have some words for House Kalininis when I come up there…"

Arian: “A-Again, it’s in Karelia! Karelia, I tell you-!”
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Ishmael: “Arry, just stop. The Skitty’s already out of the bag here.”
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"Ah, it's hilarious! I didn't even have to do digging to find this out!" Metody went on. "One of them let it slip! And guess who it was?" He pointed towards Arian. "One of the two you've been so desperate to catch in the last while!"

Nikita: “... You’re not very good at this, are you?” -_-;
Arian: “Look, how was I supposed to know that you guys just have people spying on others all day? Seriously, who on earth does that?!”
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Elvira: “Uh… Arian, that was literally something that happened in Ozerograd, too. And Iria for that matter-”
Arian: “Okay, okay, I get it!” >.<

Mitrofan's gaze fell to the Riolu. Arian tried hard to swallow his fear, but the memory of their altercation in the Irian Catacombs came back to him, of how the Aggron had effortlessly taken him and Elvira out.

Arian:
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Metody:
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Mitrofan: “Marshal Metody, grow up already.”
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This time, he was reinforced by the new contingent that came with Mitrofan. As well as that, they still had Metody's knights to contend with, though luckily not as many as before. As for the marshal, he had replenished his health, erasing all the hard work he and Elvira had done to weaken him.

Arian: “I… don’t suppose that these guys are also going to fight one at a time with us like the last guys?”
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All their escape routes were blocked, except for the river. But Arian didn't fancy his chances with that route. Besides…He stole a glance at Team Sandstream. I have to think about them. They don't do well at all with water. Swimming upriver wouldn't be up their alley at all. And even if we were good…Floatzel are at home in the river. He'd have even more of an advantage if we jumped in the river. No…that's not a viable option at all.

I mean, yeah. Given that it’s a coin toss as to if Metody has Swift Swim as an ability, you’re really screwed trying to escape via the water.

[ ]

"Your arrival changes nothing, you dastardly tyrant!" Branislav touted. "Fight me, one on one! I'll cut you to pieces! You'll rue the day you ever stood against I, Marshal - "

I’m… not liking that abrupt cutoff there in terms of a sign for Branislav’s continued life expectancy. Though you probably want a bit more of a transition than this over to him speaking.

"Good grief. You truly have learned nothing from seven years ago," Mitrofan interjected. "You're still the same spoiled child you were then. This time you're boasting about your excellence and making it all about you. …Nothing seems to have changed about you. No doubt you intend to pull the rug out from under the Irian Guild.

[ ]

Tell me, mercenaries!" He directed his question to the two teams. "Is that the kind of man you want to ally with? One who'll stab you in the back the first chance he gets?"

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Though I feel that Mitrofan’s dialogue ought to be broken into two with something interleaving between them since it’s functionally one part where he addresses Branislav and another where he addresses the group as a whole.

Arian and Elvira considered Mitrofan's question. Admittedly…they still didn't fully trust the Sirfetch'd. Metody's earlier words to him had given them food for thought. But hearing it from Mitrofan, the same guildmaster that had stood up to him and reprimanded him for his condescension towards them, only caused the seeds of doubt within them to grow. Despite what he had promised not long before, they didn't truly know whether the Sirfetch'd had learned to get over his mistrust of mercenaries, or would throw them under the carriage wheels the first chance he got and was only allying with them on a temporary basis.

Branislav: “I don’t believe you! You’re seriously taking the words of a bunch of traitors from seven years ago as the reflexive truth?!”
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Mitrofan: “It is the truth. And I’m prefectly willing to go into it in detail for everybody, Branislav!”
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Near them, Team Sandstream seemed to be having similar misgivings. Neither team ended up saying anything, unsure of what to say.

"The silence says it all," the Aggron observed. "You can't trust him, after all the empty criticism he's lobbed at us for all these years."

I feel like this moment would probably work a bit better if we got to see Branislav also be silent and squirm a bit, since a huge part of his earlier dialogue was essentially a “reason you suck speech” directed at him, and if Branislav seems to react to it in a way that seemingly confirms Mitrofan’s charges, it’d likely better tee up their unease about him since in the grand scheme of things, they haven’t see that much of him yet.

"...Ain't like we got a choice," Ishmael chipped in.

"Pfft. Just another way of saying you're desperate," Metody responded. "Admit it! You don't want to partner with him either! It's a coalition that'll fall apart with the lightest breeze. …Maybe we don't need to do anything," he shrugged jokingly. "Internal conflict might do it all for us."

I feel like Metody’s two speech tags should be considered being merged into one to make things

"I'm not taking chances, Metody," Mitrofan uttered disapprovingly. "That scum betrayed me!"

He pointed to the bird knight. [ ]

"And you, Yuliya!" He turned to the Furret. "You, who backed the Guild for all these years! You, whose cooperation helped us seven years ago! You were among those whose help I needed the most, and you went and stabbed me in the back!"

Oh damn, things are escalating fast here. Though I wonder if storytime is in order here. Though yeah, considering how the earlier lines between Metody and Branislav imply that Kliment ordered Metody’s family killed to a ‘mon... I suppose we’ll be getting into the less seemly side of House Ruslan and its rule in the not-too-distant future in this story.

"I most certainly did not!" Yuliya repudiated. "You were the one that stabbed us in the back! Stabbed Selenia in the back! You killed His Majesty! Unless you've forgotten, my loyalty was to him, first and foremost! To side with you would be betraying everything I believed in! It would be unconscionable to side with you, after you killed my liege and ousted my sister and brother-in-law from this realm!"

She grew more emotional with each outburst. [ ]

"…Why would you do this, Mitrofan? You and Team Marshwood prevented His Majesty from being assassinated seven years ago! Why would you suddenly change your mind and kill him two years later? Answer me!"

"...Hmph. I would think you would know, Yuliya," Mitrofan replied. "A lot can change in two years. Certainly…that's long enough for one's opinion to change. I once thought His Majesty was a great man worthy of leading our tsardom. But I soon came to realise that he was nothing more than a coward who would stoop to the lowest heights if it meant getting what he wanted!"

Well, scratch that. Guess we’re getting into the Ruslans’ dirty laundry right here and now. Though I wonder if it’d have made sense to show Arian and/or Elvira’s reaction to all of this playing out, since you’d think that these are some pretty shocking allegations that are getting thrown around in live-time.

That said, I kinda wonder if it’d have made sense for Mitrofan to mention a few of the things that ultimately put him off from Kliment. Since if Kliment’s purge of House Kumiega was anywhere as brutal as what the earlier text implied, even if Metody’s the definition of a punchable face in the present day, I’m sure that didn’t sit well with Mitrofan at all back in the day and he’d hold it on the scoreboard of “Kliment proved himself to be a POS deserving of death”.

[ ]

"You dare accuse His Majesty of lowbrow behaviour?" Branislav interrogated. "We won't listen to your slander! And we will not let you sully His Majesty's name!"

[ ]
"...It's Rufina, isn't it?"

Mitrofan had tuned out the rantings of that infernal bird. But he froze at the mention of that name. He looked over at who made that comment. And he found who had said it.

I feel you need a bit more transition than this between speakers since we’re jumping around a bit, and it’s admittedly a bit hard to get a read for the mood in certain corners of the party.

Also:

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Arian, whose demeanour looked rather more serious. Just a moment ago, he was quivering like a leaf at the sight of him. Now…he still looked scared. But he was evidently trying to suppress it.

"...What did you say?" Mitrofan's tone was like ice. "You, Arian! Speak up!"

"...It's because of Rufina," Arian repeated, trying to suppress his fear. "That's why you're…like this, Mitrofan. You were a good man once. Everyone keeps saying that about you. But…something happened. And the fact that Rufina isn't anywhere to be seen…that has to have something to do with it.

[ ]

What happened to her, Mitrofan? Is she dead? Is she being hostage somewhere? Could it be…that someone kidnapped her and blackmailed you to overthrow Tsar Kliment?"

Okay, not that we as readers haven’t found out enough about Rufina to know that she was almost certainly kidnapped and Mitrofan was/is being extorted over it, but has Arian? If so, you probably want to show a bit more of his thought process here and call back to the different hints in prior chapters a bit that led him to this conclusion.

These were theories the Riolu had brainstormed after being told about the events seven years ago by Melchior. What he lacked was confirmation as to which one was true. And what better way to find the answer than from the lips of the man himself? Even if he is our greatest enemy…I have to know. I have to know the truth of all of this.

Oh, so you do kinda have his thought process here. I kinda think that this should’ve happened a bit earlier and been delved into a bit more detail for how he came up with these theories, though.

He examined the Aggron's emotions, to try and gauge how close he was to the truth. While this was somewhat hampered by the multitude of different aura waves that were emanating from all the knights in the area, he did manage to discern two emotions from the tyrant.

Anger. And on a more subtle level…pain.

Arian: “Oh right, I can do that. I… honestly kinda forgot about that since it feels like I only use that whole ‘emotion reading’ part of my Aura powers every other chapter.” ^^;

Though I was running out of image tags in this review and didn't feel like undoing 40 of them, so we're just going to yeet the rest into...
 

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However, before he could discern what these emotions meant, the despot spoke up again.

"What does that name mean to you?" he interrogated.

Arian: “Uh… well, I know that she’s your wife and that she was close to Team Marshwood back in the day? Otherwise… er… nothing?”
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"...Well, um." Arian was admittedly caught off-guard by Mitrofan's question. "She's your wife, isn't she?"

"Team Silver Axe never on any occasion helped a Riolu," the Aggron replied. "They are known to be rare. If Rufina encountered one in her own time, she did not tell me of it. Have you even as much as met Rufina, boy?"

"...Well, no," admitted the human. "But - "

Oh hey, it’s basically the cutaway gag. Though yeah, I can already tell that Mitrofan is going to get nice and crabby right about now.

"Then don't throw that name around like it's nothing!" Mitrofan suddenly thundered. "You don't understand the weight of that name! Do you intend to use Rufina's name to guilt-trip me, Arian?!"

Axel: “Oh boy, we’re dead, aren’t we?” ·v-v·
Metody: “I’m… just going to back away a bit before Master Mitrofan turns you all into paste.”
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"N-No! It's not like that!" Arian defended. "I-I'm just trying to find out the truth!

[ ]

"And what will you do with that truth?!"

"Find out what's really going on here!" the Riolu fired back. "People don't just become tyrants overnight! Something happened, and Rufina disappearing has something to do with it! She - "

"That's enough!" bellowed Mitrofan, and stomped his foot to the ground. Sensing movement beneath him, Arian jumped out of the way just as the Stone Edge stalagmites ruptured the cobblestones that he once stood on.

"Geez, that was close," he breathed.

Note to self, Rufina is a very touchy subject for Mitrofan in the present day.

"Hang on, Master Mitrofan! We got him!" a Carnvine knight volunteered.

He then created his snare with a Grass Knot, and managed to trip the Riolu. From there, three different knights seized him before he could get back on his feet.

Oh, so now they’re Zerg Rushing Team Elpis and their buddies. Though I suppose that’s a sign that Mitrofan has had about enough of Metody’s attempts to show off and just wants results now.

"Arian!" cried Elvira.

She was in the midst of staving off the new group of knights that had come with Mitrofan. Yuliya and Branislav, as well as Team Sandstream, were helping her. The former marshals had been the most productive of the group in thinning the ranks of Metody's contingency. Now they were combatting the reinforcements, along with the Floatzel who was now back in the fray after being healed by Nikita's oran berry earlier.

I feel like we should have a bit more detail than this as to what’s going on with Elvira and the others, also it probably makes sense to write it out as not being in passive voice as it is here.

"I will not have any more of these vile tactics of yours," the Aggron growled. "You use my wife's name in vain for your futile attempt to get me to stand down. You, a nobody who never knew Rufina! You, who seek the truth to twist it for your own gain!"

He began to march closer to the Riolu. [ ]

"That's not true!" Arian cried out in desperation. He struggled hard to break free from the knights, but their grips were like iron. "I'm not going to twist the truth!"

"That doesn't matter," Mitrofan immediately deflected. "Even if you knew the truth, you would still be my enemy. It's not as if you can change the past.

[ ]

And By the looks of it, you don't have the potential to change the future either!” the Aggron snarled. “You have made it plain that you and the rest of the Guild are no allies of mine, and so I will treat you like I treat all my enemies: I’ll put them you down so they can be of no never be a threat to me again."

A couple spots where it makes sense to expand things a bit, though IMO Mitrofan’s line hits harder if it’s specifically address to Arian as opposed to being general musing there.

He was getting closer and closer to Arian. Terror crept over the Riolu. [ ]

"Mitrofan, stop! Stop this!" begged Elvira. "Rufina wouldn't want this from you! Would she want to see you become this…monster that murders people and oppresses thousands of people across Selenia?"

Another one of those “told and not shown” moments in the first paragraph. Also, it probably makes sense to add a bit more of a transition to Elvira speaking up, since she chimes in fairly abruptly in the present text.

[ ]

"...It's almost as if you don't think I know my own wife," Mitrofan spat's indignance returned. "Nineteen years ago, she vowed 'I will support you no matter what path you go down' at our wedding. Those were among her vows to me when we married nineteen years ago. And over the years, she has meant that. Not once did she ever waver.”

[ ]

She supported me in the face of every single insult thrown my way since I became Guildmaster. She supported me when I stood up to Branislav seven years ago. She supported me in the face of those restrictions Kliment intended to place on the Guild.

[ ]

And most of all…she always pushed the notion of payback and believed in exacting retribution on those it was due.

[ ]

If Kliment took her away from me…then she would want me to pay him back in equal measure. And so I did just that. Dethroning Kliment was an act for Rufina, just as much as it was for the removal of a fickle, corrupt ruler like him!

Arian: “Um. Elvira? Not that I’m complaining about you distracting the Aggron right now, but I’d like to not die from these knights mobbing me right now!
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"...Damn you, Elvira. I had hoped you of all people would understand." Mitrofan shook his head in dismay. "But no! It appears you take after your father in more ways than one! Thus…allow me to repeat what I said to your father, five years ago, in the throne room of Iria Castle:”

[ ]
"If you're not with me…then you're my enemy. It's as simple as that."

Ah yes, I see that Mitrofan is of the Dubya school of diplomacy. Though I think that you probably want to break Mitrofan’s monologue in general into a few pieces and interleave reactions / background actions in between. That said, I do wonder if this can be condensed a bit relative to what you have at the moment. For example you could roll something along the lines of the below:

“It’s as if you don’t think I know my own wife. From our wedding day, Rufina vowed to support whatever path I went down, and she never wavered on it,” the Aggron snarled. “Not for any of the insults I endured as Guildmaster. Not for Branislav. Not for Kliment himself!”

[ ]

“When she was with me, I was her voice of moderation. She always insisted on getting retribution on those who did me wrong, who did her wrong,” he said. “Were she there to see the fickle, corrupt ruler Kliment revealed himself to be, she’d have taken his head herself!”

[ ]

“Everything I’ve done has been for her. I’d hoped that you of all people would understand, that you’d have grown up and understand the truth of what Selenia was like in your childhood. But no, you’re every bit like your father! So I’ll tell you the same thing I told him in my throne room five years ago:”

[ ]
"If you're not with me…then you're my enemy. It's as simple as that."

Something to consider, anyways.

Also, what’s the over/under of an eventual “Why, Rufina?! Why would you do this to me?!” moment in the future? /s

With that said, his tail gave off a metallic sheen, and he swung at Elvira. The Treecko had no time to react before the Iron Tail hit her square on.

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"Aaaaaah!" she cried, as she was knocked onto her back. [ ]

"Elvira!" Arian yelled.

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"I'll finish you off first," Mitrofan decided. "What a shame. If only your father had seen sense…then it wouldn't have come to this."

Is Mitty speaking to Elvira or to Arian there, it’s a bit ambiguous at the moment.

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"Don't do it!" Arian pleaded, fighting harder than ever against the knights that bound him. "Don't kill her! Don't kill Elvira!"

This moment I think would be well served from a bit showing off the whole horrified “oh crap, Elvira’s going to die” realization. The “fighting harder” bit IMO would also benefit from being pulled forward from his present dialogue.

Metody:
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Ah yes, I love myself a spot of melodrama-”
Mitrofan: “Metody, shut up already!”
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Mitrofan paid no attention to the pleading Riolu. His attention was on the weakened Elvira, who was struggling to get up and away from the towering ironclad titan. She looked up at the former Guildmaster, and with the noises of battle behind her and her partner pleading with all of his heart, a thought came to her.

Are these…the last sounds I'm ever going to hear?

No, since you have another 16+ chapters, a jaunt to another region, and a prison arc still ahead of you. Even if I’m not quite sure how you’re going to get out of this one… ^^;

The Aggron got ready to strike again. He lifted his foot up, and got ready to slam it down again to use Stone Edge, a powerful move that would hopefully dispose of this meddling Treecko once and for all. A part of him was sad at the fact he would have to kill the daughter of a friend who spoke of his dear love for her. But he mentally brushed it away. There was no room for such platitudes when duty called like this.

The underlined IMO works better focusing either on Mitrofan’s hesitation / reaction, or else putting it into internal thoughts, since this is a bit informed attribute at the moment.

However, at that moment, he found himself rudely interrupted by the tossing of a Gravelerock his way. It hit him on his side, and though it only clinked off his iron hide, he did cease his attack to see who had done that the culprit was.

It was Team Sandstream, wasn’t it?

"Ya tosser! Get the fuck away from 'em!"

"Yeah, what Ish said!"

"You're not killing our friends, Mitrofan!"

It was Team Sandstream that had done it. They looked at the Aggron with fury in all of their eyes, and a determination that suggested they would fight him in the name of saving their friends.

Yeah, I figured. And I can already tell that this is going to end terribly for them.
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It was at that moment that Mitrofan looked at all three of them and had a small realisation.

I know them. During that time…they were looking to form a team at the Guild. Just another set of new recruits looking to have a go at the merc lifestyle. …Interesting. These three might well have been the last group I ever recruited to the Irian Guild. My Irian Guild. And that Krokorok…He looked again at Ishmael. Could he be…?

[ ]

Hmph. It's not like it matters. The Aggron shrugged off these thoughts, and focused on the new incoming attacks from them on him.

I feel like it probably makes sense to acknowledge some of the background events that are happening at this point. Though wait, is anyone actually stepping in to try and aid Elvira or Arian right now? Like is Arian still dogpiled under those knights? If so, how come they haven’t yet gotten to the part where they kill him? ^^;

Ishmael burrowed into the ground, in a usage of Dig. Axel looked to creep up to the Aggron, before striking at him suddenly with a Feint Attack. Lillian similarly launched herself towards him, and raised her right claws to strike at him with Brick Break.

Mitrofan would be lying if he said the last attack didn't hurt him at all. After all, he never took Fighting-type moves well, even from someone so different in skill level like the Sandslash. He was irked by this; just when he was about to finish off one of his greater enemies, her friends and fellow mercs had to jump in and halt him in their tracks.

I can't ignore this. Looks like I'll have to deal with them too.

Not really feeling the first paragraph due to its formatting, but oh dear… I can already tell that this is going to be… something.
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Luckily, his closest ally was alike in thinking this. Therefore, as Ishmael surfaced, intending to strike Mitrofan with Dig…he was suddenly hit with a flaming Bonemerang.

"Yargh!" he cried out. Fazed by this unexpected attack, he didn't carry out his attack - and that gave a window of opportunity for Mitrofan to give a hefty swipe at him with Dragon Claw. This threw Ishmael backwards, and he was knocked out by the two attacks he'd been dealt.

Ishmael: “Okay, in retrospect, we probably should’ve turned and bolted after he paid attention to us.” @.@

[ ]

"Ish!" Lillian called worriedly. She handed him a reviver seed from the bag. [ ]

"Oh dear…I don't think we have any reviver seeds left. We're beginning to run out of items..."

[ ]
"Shit…ya ain't messin'?" Ishmael murmured as he got back on his feet. "Crap…"

He looked around on all sides. Enemies everywhere, with Arian detained and Elvira in a weakened state. Granted, Yuliya and Branislav were still holding up, but…

"This ain't good…"

Some more spots where you probably want to slot in some expansions since you have some mood shifts / moments of realization (e.x. Lillian realizing her bag’s empty) that are basically handled entirely by dialogue right now.

"Stop pretending you have a chance," Nikita scoffed, brandishing his bone club as he blocked a strike from Branislav. "There is no hope for you all. There is only one path with one way out of this mess. And that is death."

He paused to dodge another slice from Branislav. [ ]

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Since this would be a very abruptly-ending story if that were accurate.

"Tenacious cur!" the Sirfetch'd cursed. He looked out at the river. "Come on, Maciej…hurry up…!"

Arian: “Um… Branislav, what is Maciej doing right now again?” .-.

[ ]

"Hey, Nikita. I've an idea," Metody said to him. He was in the middle of fighting Yuliya.

"And that would be?" the Marowak wondered.

"Those three over there…" He pointed to Team Sandstream. "...I think we can take them all down in one fell swoop."

Nikita: “Seriously, Metody? You’re still trying to make a game of things?”
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Metody: “Is it really a game if it has the practical benefit of taking a few pawns off the board?”
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Ishmael: “... I don’t think I like where this is going.”
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"How so?"

"C'mon. Look." Metody gestured to behind them. "The bane of Ground-types like them. I'd gladly kick their asses right now if this bitch wasn't at my throat." As he said this, Yuliya slashed at him with a Shadow Claw. "Argh! Damn you, woman!"

I… feel that that’s a detail that doesn’t really come through at the moment. It probably makes sense to describe Metody having his paws full with Yuliya when he pulls his “Hey, Nikita, wanna trade?” moment here.

"Damn you too," the Furret replied. "What are you up to, Metody? What do you plan to do with Team Sandstream?"

If his Liquidations were stabbier, I’d say a reprise of that cutscene from the climax of Chapter 5 of Xenoblade 2, given that he does have the moveset to get to them quickly.

"Why else? I hate Albans," the Floatzel scoffed. "And they're the spitting image of those barbarian savages. Especially that Krokorok over there."

He glared at the crocodile. [ ]

"I'd bet my float he's that chief's son that the Ó Ruairc clan wouldn't shut up about."

That… wasn’t obvious from the way that Metody was behaving during the earlier part of the battle. Since if he genuinely has a giant hate-on for Albans, you’d think he’d make that very loudly known earlier on in the fight, since I’m sure that he picked up fast on their heritage.

Though that makes me wonder how Metody even knows about Albans in general, since there’s clearly some sort of history there.

Yuliya: “I’m right here you know!”
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Nikita: “I’ll admit, I am a little impressed at how those three are just conveniently staying in one place for all of this right now.” -_-;
Axel: “What?! No we’re not, we were just leavi-!” Ov-vO

[ ]

"...So you're a prolific racist as well. Why am I not surprised?" Yuliya sarcastically muttered.

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"You wouldn't understand, Lysagora bitch," growled Metody. "Pests. Savage pests. That's all they are!"

Okay, yeah. Metody absolutely has some sort of negative prior experience with Albans, since I’m not convinced that he’s just like this because daddy hated them too. Also, is everyone just bigoted against each other in Ardalion? Since when even the nations that the East looks down on as savages consider each other savages… :copyka:

While Yuliya and Metody argued, Nikita focused on his duel with Branislav. Though the ex-marshal had been an experienced higher up in the past, he was an older knight whose age looked to be catching up with him. The Marowak, on the other hand, trained night and day to be an effective defender of Mitrofan, and was young and strong. Therefore, he was able to effectively hold his own against the Sirfetch'd and suffered only a few blows from the bird knight, while the Sirfetch'd sustained more hits than him.

Wait, Branislav was there right now? I didn’t get that vibe at all since he was basically completely absent while Nikita and Metody were bantering with each other.

It was a foregone conclusion that Nikita would eventually win the duel if he kept it up. But Metody's plan had him thinking. And he realised he did have a certain item with him.

If I time this right…I might be able to make Master Mitrofan's life easier by getting rid of them.

The underlined I feel should be foreshadowed a bit more earlier on in the battle, since there wasn’t really an indication that Metody had any items up to this point. For instance, did he make a grab for his mystery item when he was starting to get backed into a corner by Branislav?

[ ] He threw another Shadow Bonemerang at Branislav. But in that moment, to the bird's shock…he ran away from him.

You need more of a transition here to pivot back to focusing on Nikita, since it makes it sound like Metody is throwing the Shadow Bonemerang.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Branislav demanded, shielding against the projectile. "Fight me, coward!"

As he got nearer to Team Sandstream and Mitrofan, he pulled the desired item out of his bag - an orb.

"You wanna tussle?" Axel yelled at Nikita in a challenging manner.

inb4 Nikita pulls that same Petrify Orb stunt that Team Sandstream did back in Ozerograd.

"No," the Marowak immediately answered, as he grabbed his returning bone club. "I don't fight well in water."

"Water? What the hell are ya - "

Ishmael didn't get to finish his sentence before Nikita threw the orb at them.

Oh, it’s a Rainy Orb-

[ ]

"AAAAAAAAAH!"

All three of them were thrown back by the force of the blowback orb.

… Or it could be that instead. Though I feel like it probably would’ve been worth to show off the orb’s effects before you namedrop it.

This wouldn't be particularly noteworthy in the case of a Mystery Dungeon - they would normally hit a wall and get back up from that.

Well, I suppose we’re going to find out how well those three skip across the water in short order.

But they weren't in a Mystery Dungeon, and a wall wasn't behind them.

What was behind them…was the River Evor.

Arian and Elvira's eyes bulged in horror.

"No! No!" yelled Arian.

"Ishmael! Axel! Lillian!" cried Elvira.

Wait, but aside from the fact that they’re going to be sitting ducks for Metody, why is Team Elpis freaking out like this again? Since they were right at the river’s edge this whole time and the Evor was never established as being particularly dangerous…

Team Sandstream landed in the water with a forceful splash. It was in the middle of the river, where it happened to be at its deepest.

A problem…for evidently inexperienced swimmers.

This should be shown more explicitly, though wait, has Arian definitively found out that Team Sandstream were bad swimmers in the past? Since he’s not exactly super knowledgeable about Pokémon in general.

Dunno, just strikes me as something that might have been worth foreshadowing from something like Ish falling into the river while trying to get even with Axel on the way over, such that the resultant scare can better ground Arian’s “oh crap” reaction here with things that were actually on-screen.

"Aagh!" Ishmael cried as he surfaced, flailing his arms about. "Crap! I can't swim!"

"This water! Blegh!" Axel said as he spat out a mouthful of river water. Lillian couldn't even get in a response before she fell underwater again.

Cue the theme music:

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Notably, a number of passersby were watching the whole ordeal with the knights and mercenaries. Some gasped in horror as Team Sandstream was blown back into the river. Some were in their boats, and were tempted to rescue them.

Oh, so there are passersby around at the moment. I think that probably would’ve been worth establishing earlier on.

"Don't help them!" Mitrofan's order was heard loud and clear. "Or I'll have you arrested for aiding and abetting outlaws!"

Is there a reason why Mitrofan isn’t bringing up the whole “They’re wanted Outlaws” up earlier since one would think that would better couch Mitrofan’s demands in a more legalistic framing.

That put any thoughts of rescuing them to rest. Based on the discomfort of a number of watchers, though, they weren't happy about this.

Well, clearly not unhappy enough to risk getting stomped flat by an Aggron. ^^;

"Wonderful work, Nikita!" Metody praised. "Now, if you don't mind, it's my time to shine!" He delivered a Hoarfrost Punch to Yuliya, dazing her for a moment. That was the window he needed, and he ran towards the river, before jumping in himself.

"Oh no!" Elvira cried. "Team Sandstream!"

Oh, so he really is a Swift Swim Float. :copyka:

In the river, Metody caught sight of his prey. He snickered, watching them struggle. None of them seemed to be good swimmers at all. [ ]

As you'd expect of a place like Alba. No rivers means robbing them of one of the basic skills of life: how to swim. …If you all can't survive in calm waters like this…then this'll be a cinch!

Cue the theme music:

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"Whirlpool!" he yelled out underwater.

He bent the water to his will, and shaped a swirling vortex of water, before throwing it at the Ground-type trio. All three members of Team Sandstream tried to escape it, barely managing to get to the surface. But they underestimated the pull of the Whirlpool, and all three were soon stuck, flailing helplessly in the water.

"No!" Yuliya cried out in horror, watching the spectacle. "There's no way they'll get out of that! He's trying to drown them!"

Nikita: “Oh for crying out loud… Metody, stop dragging this out and kill them!”
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[ ]

"How dishonourable!" Branislav raged. "How low will you Kumiega scum delve?"

Metody: “Ah yes, the washed-up Ruslan toady wants to lecture about honor right now. Well, lemme share you a secret the Ruslans taught House Kumiega: honor doesn’t matter. Just power and being able to get results from it!”

"They're going to drown!" Elvira yelled in desperation. "We need to stop Metody!"

[ ]
"I don't think so," Nikita interjected, brandishing his bone club. "Like I said; you don't have a hope. Give it up! You can't win, Elvira!"

"Ngh…" The Treecko looked in desperation at Mitrofan. "Don't you see what's happening?! Why are you letting your marshal kill them in such a cruel manner?"

Mitrofan: “Well, there’s the whole ‘his family was killed to a ‘mon’ thing by the Pokémon you idolize that he’s clearly working through right now…”
Elvira: “T-Team Sandstream didn’t have anything to do with-! Wh-Whatever you’re talking about!”
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"...They are enemies," was the Aggron's simple response. "The only purpose of enemies is to get rid of them. I don't care how it's done."

[ ]

"...You truly have lost it." Elvira clenched her fist. "You're not the Guildmaster Mitrofan my dad was good friends with. You are a monster. An irredeemable monster. You are beyond saving."

Each word was said with increasing anger and bitterness, while at the same time, tears came to her eyes. Once again, the memory of the scary-looking but kindhearted Aggron giving her money to buy sweets came back to her.

"I thought the old you might've been in there somewhere, but…no. He's dead. He's been dead this whole time."

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"...Correct," Mitrofan stated. "The Mitrofan you knew is gone. It might have been a different story if your father and Melchior had less concern over guild ethics and more concern over aiding comrades in need. …But they never understood. Nor do you. And by the looks of it…"

He gazed over at Arian. [ ]

"Nor does your partner."

Arian: “Hey! You take that back right now! We’re nothing like you!”
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As for the Riolu, he had resumed his struggle against the knights' grips.

"Let go of me! Let go of me!" Arian yelled, struggling all the more fiercely.

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Seriously, were the knights explicitly ordered not to finish him off by Mitty or something? Since I’m not really sure why they haven’t just gone ahead and killed him all this time.

"Nope, kid! You stay where you are!" the Carnivine from earlier said.

[ ]

"Grrr! Let me go!" the Riolu continued to scream.

Oddly, as he said this…it was as if some form of a memory came to him.

"Let me go! Let me go, you sick bastard!"

"Hah! Look at your struggle. A varmint like you who threatens my life only deserves one fate. And that is...perhaps the most painful death

Oh hey, Arian’s having some memories flashing back right now. Though I wonder if this is of him as a human, or if it’s from something else.

Arian paid no mind to these thoughts. He just wanted to be free. He just wanted to save Team Sandstream. [ ]

I don't want my friends to die! Especially not like this!

"Ngaaaaargh! Let me go!"

And as he said this…something extraordinary happened.

His paws suddenly flared a bright blue, and a burst of energy occurred around him.

Aura Sphere, or…?

"Gah! What the hell?!"

All of the knights that were holding him back reeled back in hurt pain from this. Realising he was free, Arian ran forward, towards the river.

"What in blazes?" Nikita observed. "Something's happened with Arian!"

Wait, what did Arian just do anyways? Was that Force Palm, or…?

"Hm? What…?" Mitrofan broke off. He stared down at the Riolu's paws, which seemed to be glowing with blue. "Like flames…Is this…? Is it aura?"

Arian paid no attention to this. Only one thought was on his mind.

I need to save my friends.

Um… Arian? Can you even swim with your current body right now? :copyka:

He ran towards the quay, and got ready to jump in. Part of his mind screamed that this was a stupid idea, that he would just get caught in the vortex as well.

Indeed, Elvira voiced those same thoughts.

"Arian! Don't! You'll get caught in his Whirlpool too!"

Cue teeing up the opening refrain of the fifth season OP of PokéAni in the background.

Arian heard her words. But though he understood…the determination to save Ishmael, Axel and Lillian won out in the end, regardless of what dangerous situation he was jumping into.

And so he jumped in.

I kinda feel like this would’ve hit a bit harder to see more of Arian’s thought process play out instead of having it summarized.

Instantly, he felt the water cover him. Then he felt the pull of the current, as he gradually felt himself be sucked into the Whirlpool. But he focused his vision. Somehow…it seemed to be sharper now. Perhaps it was due to this mysterious power burning within him right now.

If this power can help me save them…then I'm all for it! If I could just dissipate this Whirlpool…then I can better help Team Sandstream.

Wait, how are you doing any of this anyways, Arian?

He scanned the water, and saw him.

Metody, the causer culprit of this chaos.

Metody: “You really are an idiot, you know that?”
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Bastard, he seethed. Then a thought came to him. If I can take him out…then maybe the Whirlpool will disappear.

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Though I suppose it’s not wholly inaccurate since as long as Metody is here, he’d just whip up another Whirpool the moment his present one started to fade out.

At that moment, Metody's gaze locked with his. His smug smirk was all too present as he swam towards him.

Here he comes. Arian braced himself, and got ready to deal a Force Palm to the weasel.

Only…something unusual happened.

Metody:
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“Wait, what?!
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As Metody formed his Liquidation gauntlets, Arian habitually applied the energy to his paw needed for the Force Palm release. But…instead of forming around his paw, it shot out as energy towards the Floatzel, and hit him.

Whelp, time to find out what Metody sounds like screaming underwater.

"Aaaargh!" yelled Metody underwater. [ ]

"What the hell? Why…Why do you have power like that?"

Arian: “... Wait, how am I hearing any of this coherently again when my ears are adapted to hearing sound pass through air?” ^^;

Arian would answer him, were they above water. His glare hardened. Is that what this power can do? …Then give me more. This bastard deserves no mercy.

He went in again. He put one paw behind the other, to see if he could fire off that energy at the marshal again. And once again, Metody was hit.

Not really feeling the “after the fact” formulation of the action here since it feels a bit out of place from a moment where things are happening in rapid fire one after the other.

"Gah! Annoying little shit!" raged the Floatzel. "Wait till I get my hands on you!"

He tried to go in again, to try and attack the Riolu again. But…he couldn't. He found himself frozen in place.

"Paralysis…?" he realised in anger. "Little shit! Damn you and your Force Palm, or whatever the hell that attack was!"

One or the other “little shit” should be replaced with some other phrase IMO, since it’s a bit repetitive to have it pop up twice in about as many lines.

Force Palm? Was that what that was? Arian thought. Then Galen's lessons came back to him, of how with enough training, Force Palm could potentially be used as a ranged attack. This power, or whatever it is…Is it allowing me to do this?

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Though you might want to hurry up, Arian, since Team Sandstream are probably getting to the point of being oxygen-deprived where they’re in imminent danger of brain damage.

A new splash drew his attention away from the paralysed marshal. Looking over at where it had occurred, Arian saw Elvira in the water. He was confused…until she pointed to where the vortex had been.

Suddenly, Arian remembered why he had jumped in the river in the first place.

Elvira: “Arian, how on earth do you just forget that?!”
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Arian: “Look, I was jumped by an otter three times my size, okay?!”
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Crap! Team Sandstream! He looked over, horrified at what he saw.

Thankfully, the vortex had dissipated. But it had taken its toll on Team Sandstream.

Ishmael, Axel and Lillian were all sinking. They had run out of energy, and their eyes were collectively closed in unconsciousness.

I mean, does he know that they’re unconscious? Since if they’re sinking and have no apparent sign of life, wouldn’t Arian realistically be worried that they might have already died?

No, no, no, no, no! In desperation, the Riolu swam towards them. Truthfully, he was desperate for air. But saving his friends came first.

I'll save them…or I'll die trying.

Boy is this kid lucky he got a lucky Paralysis on Metody, since otherwise he’d be beyond screwed trying to pull this.

He grabbed the nearest one to him - Ishmael. He was difficult to move on his own. But Elvira came to him to help, and the weight was less of a struggle to handle. The two of them struggled upwards to get him to the surface. I need to save him, I need to save him, was the lone thought running through Arian's mind.

Once again:

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Elvira: “Okay, stop! Seriously!
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After what felt like an eternity, they surfaced, and the duo took in blessed lungfuls of air. To their luck, they had surfaced near the opposite bank away from the knights. They dragged Ishmael's unconscious body to the small shore, and left it there.

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Boy I sure hope that Mitrofan and Metody didn’t have any other flying knights on staff right now. Or simply have ranged enough attacks to snipe their unconscious bodies. Though I take this as a sign that Yuliya was never tutored Surf as a Furret.

Though for that matter, how does Arian know Ish is unconscious since Arian’s never mentioned checking for a pulse.

"...Right," Arian breathed. "The other two. We need to get them as well."

Not wasting any time, he breathed in, and dived back into the river. Elvira followed suit, both determined to rescue their comrades.

Arian: “Um… why is nobody else helping us right now?”
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Elvira: “They’re busy trying to not die back on land?” ^^;
Arian: “Yeah, but you’d think that someone would be there? Like where’s Maciej? Wasn’t Branislav expecting him to come back any moment now?” .-.

Lillian and Axel's unconscious forms had hit the riverbed. Bracing themselves, they went for Lillian first. As they got her, Arian stole a worried glance at Metody. But to his luck, the Floatzel seemed to still struggle with the paralysis dealt to him.

Metody:
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Arian: “Boy it’s sure a good thing that he just didn’t bring any items besides that Blowback Orb. Since if he’d brought a Heal Seed, we’d all be screwed here.”
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Let's seize this opportunity while it lasts. The Riolu helped his partner get Lillian up to where Axel was laid down. While the Sandslash was much lighter, thankfully, her spikes were a problem, and a number of them ended up pricking Arian's side. He winced, but carried on. This pain's nothing. I can patch it up later.

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Normally, I’d argue that 3 kilos is not exactly a huge difference, but I suppose things are different when you’re less than a meter tall.

They got to the surface, and placed Lillian where Ishmael was. Arian was partially curious as to how Mitrofan might possibly try to foil their plans. But he swept that thought away.

That doesn't matter. I can worry about that later. Now…to rescue Axel.

… Wait, are they bringing them back towards the ongoing fight, or to some sort of secluded spot further down the river? Since the relative placement of Team Sandstream and what’s going on with Yuliya and Branislav is very ambiguous at the moment.

Team Elpis dived back in to rescue the Gligar. Unluckily, he was the furthest away from them, meaning this part had more of an opportunity to be sabotaged.

Arian and Elvira got Axel. He was unresponsive - a bad sign. And given he waited the longest to be rescued…that didn't bode well either.

Not really feeling how summarized this all is at the moment and I think it would work better showing more of the whole “grabbing and swimming” plus attendant thought process in action. Though hasn’t everyone from Team Sandstream been unresponsive at this point by virtue of them all being unconscious?

But the worst part of it all was that Axel was heavy - a lot heavier than his two compatriots. The Elpis duo struggled to even lift him up from the riverbed.

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Arian: “Okay, seriously, HOW?!” .-.

No, no…Come on, Arian! You can do this! You need to do this! You need to save him! In desperation, the Riolu put his back into trying to lift up the Gligar. Elvira did the same. However, not much of a difference was made.

How does one put their back into lifting something underwater? Like what exactly are you standing on to push up against?

And just when things couldn't get any worse…what they feared most came true.

"Whirlpool!"


Metody created a vortex and tossed it towards them. Being in a compromised position with carrying their comrade, they couldn't resist it in any way.

Whelp, guess Metody finally found that Cheri Berry in his bag. Though the underlined is rather vague at the moment. I think it would probably work better describing Arian and Elvira seeing either Metody recover or the Whirlpool already overtaking them. (Also, it’s unclear who is speaking from the text.)

"Mmmmph!" Arian cried out in pain, feeling himself be tugged by the Whirlpool. He held onto Axel as tightly as he could, not wanting his friend to be lost from his grasp. Elvira had the same idea.

But the Whirlpool was hurting him, with cuts appearing on his sides and making him wince in pain. And worse still…the urge for air had come to him.

Not now! Not now! he urged his senses.

[ ] He held onto Axel so tightly, he almost feared he would tear a wound in the fly scorpion.

I actually wonder if it’d have been worth acknowledging Ish and Lilian’s condition a bit more when Arian and Elvira were rescuing them, since this is actually the first that we’re hearing about Whirlpool’s effects opening up cuts.

The Whirlpool still buffeted him, though. And all the while…the need for oxygen became stronger and stronger.

Can't breathe, he thought. No…I'm not dying here. I'm not…

I can’t tell whether or not Metody not swimming up to banter them is an oversight or a really, really bad sign for what he’s up to right now.

His vision began to blur. He felt the haze of unconsciousness creep up on him…

…But luckily for them, fortune intervened.

The very next moment, the vortex suddenly dissipated once again.

I’m not sure how I’m feeling about the “But luckily for them” moment, like it can work for stories that are very deliberately narrated after the fact from some point in the further future, but I hadn’t gotten a consistent vibe of DW doing that outside of its flashback sequences and chapters.

Huh? What? That kept Arian from the lull of the darkness. Through his blurry vision, he saw one thing.

Metody seemed to be wrapped in a pinkish aura. However, based on his pained reaction to it…it seemed to be holding him back, rather than aiding him.

Is that…Psychic? I…think it is, he thought. But then who's -

He didn't finish this thought before he felt another force pulling on him. In fact, not just him - Elvira and Axel too.

Ah yes, Maciej is finally back. And not a moment too soon.

Wh-What?! He realised at that moment that a similar aura was enveloping them. Are we under attack?

Arian, I realize that you’re hanging to consciousness by a thread, but I’m surprised that you’re not putting two and two together that Swoobat are-

Arian: “Wait, what? Swoobat are Psychics? Why does nobody tell me these things?!” >.<

The force, however, seemed to be pulling them towards the surface. And as they broke above the water, Arian could see that they were being placed on the wooden planks of a boat.

Huh? Oh, we're back on solid ground. Thank God…

It was at that moment that the bluish energy around the Riolu's paws dissipated. And with that, Arian fell down in exhaustion, coughing up a lungful of river water and breathing in that sweet, sweet air. He didn't fall unconscious, but rather, he was completely spent.

All that toing and froing swimming, underwater, lifting comrades heavier than himself, while struggling against a vortex, twice, and the cessation sudden loss of whatever power had sprung up within him had completely drained him of his energy. The thought of helping Team Sandstream in their current state came to mind, but he hadn't the energy to even move. He could do nothing.

This section is probably worth playing around with a bit, since you have a couple spots that are kinda similar in vibe and I think the phrasing of the paragraph can be tightened up a bit. (Also, IMO, it’s a decent candidate to be split into two.)

Looking over at Elvira, she had dropped to her knees, in a similar state of exhaustion. By the looks of it, they definitely needed a breather.

But who helped us? That question came to him. And just as quickly, it was answered.

"...You love to play heroics, don't you?" Maciej commented, from his left. "Eh, don't worry. We'll get your friends next." He turned to his companion. "Get the other two on the boat!"

Yeah, I knew it.

"As ya wish, Match."

Looking over to his right, Arian was stupefied by what he saw: a Lapras, pulling the boat where he was now.

Oh, hello, singing plesiosaur.

The Lapras's eyes then glowed pink, and Lillian was levitated from the bank where Team Elpis had left her onto the boat next. He seemed to be using Psychic, but it was a different form of it. One that wasn't intended to damage, but rather a form of it that was designed to transport objects…as well as people.

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Since just saying, “Psychic as transport” can become “Psychic as attack” quite quickly by tossing someone into a hard object.

"Gonna have to grab the Krok by mouth," the Lapras informed. "He won't be able to be transported by my Psychic."

He therefore paddled over and leaned his long neck down to pick up Ishmael with his mouth. He placed him on the boat behind him, ensuring all three members of Team Sandstream were safe aboard the boat.

Wait, where was Ishmael and the rest of the knights during all of this? Since I’m surprised that Maciej’s buddy was able to get to shore without him and the boat getting lit up by a ton of attacks.

"Now for our marshal comrades. They've been holding up well…but the tides are turning, and not in their favour," Maciej informed. As he spoke, the Lapras moved closer to the other bank where the fighting was going on. "Mitrofan and Nikita are no joke. Even without the other knights, those two would have their paws and feathers full. To get them out of there…I know what we can do. Aegir, if you could help me out here?"

"Sure thing, Match," Aegir, the Lapras, obliged. "A double Psychic, yeah?"

Just filing that name away for later in terms of potential implications. Since there’s one place in Ardallion where that name would be thematically normal, and it’s sure not anywhere adjacent to Selenia.

Aegir: “Though this would’ve been a lot easier if that Furret could Surf, just saying.”
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"The very one. Hey, you two!" Maciej called. "Stop fighting! We'll help you get out of this mess!"

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Maciej, you do realize that you tipped off like 20 knights as to where you were and what you’re trying to do right now, right?

Both Maciej and Aegir's eyes glowed pink, and they aimed their energies over at the quayside, where Yuliya and Branislav were duelling against Mitrofan and Nikita.

Mitrofan realised what they were about to do. [ ]

"Dammit! They're going to escape!" he raged. "Nikita!"

"I'm on it!" Nikita acknowledged. He reared his arm back, and threw a Shadow Bonemerang at Maciej, aiming to stop the bat's Psychic manoeuvre.

And that is why you don’t just blurt things like that out, Maciej.

However, to his surprise, the Swoobat stopped his Psychic, before he could even move Branislav to the boat. He shifted to using a Shadow Ball, which he flung at the bone club. Its advance was stopped, and it came back to Nikita.

Meanwhile, Aegir's Psychic had brought Yuliya on board the boat. He now went to do the same for Branislav. This time, though, Maciej started with a Shadow Ball, and launched it towards Nikita. [ ]

"I don't think so." Mitrofan stepped in to block the attack. He weathered it like it was nothing.

The summarized battle text is back here again. Like I feel like this would be a pretty cool moment to see animated and in action, but the present almost “recap” style of narration doesn’t really allow it to come through at the moment.

That, however, did nothing to stop Aegir from using Psychic to lift Branislav to the boat. And soon, the bird knight was aboard.

"Great! Everyone's aboard!" Maciej declared. "Go, Aegir, go!"

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More seriously, I’m surprised that that gambit worked with all the Pokémon that were in Mitrofan’s company. Since you’d think there’d be more ranged attackers than just Nikita present who could’ve attempted to snipe the two midair.

I do wonder if things would’ve felt more plausible if these two had done more to try and trip up Team Mitrofan such that they’d buy an opening to extract Yuliya and Branislav, since just saying, an appropriately trained Lapras can throw a mean Surf.

"Not so fast!" another voice proclaimed. Then, out of the water, as Aegir was beginning to move upriver, Metody shot out and landed on the boat. "We have unfinished business here!"

Yuliya: “Oh for crying out loud. Aegir, just skip him across the river already!”
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"You!" Branislav yelled. "We can deal with you right here and now, Kumiega vermin! Even with our incapacitated, it's three against one! And I'm not finished with fighting!"

"Same here!" Yuliya seconded. "I can still fight!" Though both were weary, they stood strong, ready for another fight if necessary.

Branislav, Yuliya, you do realize that Metody is almost certainly smart enough not to try and fight you under these circumstances and just blow a hole in your boat’s hull, right?

"Hold off, you two. Let me handle this mistake of a 'mon," Maciej insisted. He charged energy within himself, and let loose a Shock Wave on the Floatzel.

"Argh!" yelled out Metody. "Damn you, you winged rat!"

"This is a waste of time," Maciej scoffed. "Get off this boat and let us escape. Or I'll kill you right here and now. Honestly… you should have been dead a long time ago."

>that line
>in light of what was strongly implied about the fate of House Kumiega 6 years ago

That sounds like a recipe to hit a nerve, I can already tell. Though yeah, I frankly will be shocked if Metody does just back down here and doesn’t do something like chuck the equivalent of one of those bombs from the Special Episode into the boat.

"...Of course you would say that," Metody growled. "Scum like you would say that." He looked from Yuliya to Branislav, then over at the mercenaries. "…I wonder how they'd react if I told them who you really - "

"Kindly fuck off," Maciej interjected. "You're a debased piece of shit, Metody. One that was discarded by the best, and should've remained out of sight. You're better off dead, in other words. You're of no use to anyone anymore, and frankly better off dead."

He gave a meaningful glare towards the Floatzel, before charging his attack. [ ]

"Now get off our boat!"

Metody, just saying, if you could just stop being a malicious, sneering ass for five seconds, you actually have a pretty surefire way of clawing back some audience sympathy if you stopped to play the:

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card. Especially since Branislav, Yuliya, and Maciej in all likelihood are connected to that, or else just stood by while your family became an ex-family on Tsar Kliment’s orders.

Another Shock Wave was unleashed, and the Floatzel was shocked with electricity again. Then Maciej moved in again and rammed him with Heart Stamp. The force from this was enough to knock the weasel off the boat.

Metody: “Blargh. I knew I shouldn’t have cheaped out on the item loadout.”
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"After them!" Mitrofan could be heard yelling to knights. "Don't let them get away!"

[ ]

"Time to hightail it out of here if ya don't mind, Match!" Aegir called.

"Please do! We need to get to Kamengrad on the double!" Maciej replied. "...After all, we have injured aboard."

He glanced over at the mercenaries, where Arian and Elvira had regained some small amount of energy - at least enough to check each of their pulses. [ ]

"Not good," Elvira informed. "They're still breathing, but they all need medical attention as soon as possible."

I think you need a bit more detail in this section, especially since it’s not obvious that Aegir actually fled in this sequence, so it unintentionally makes it look like he’s just still in distant view of Mitrofan and having this back and forth.

"You have any reviver seeds on you?" the Swoobat queried. "That should help revive them."

[ ]

"...No, we don't," the Treecko revealed with disappointment. "We used our whole supply of them in that battle. And I remember Team Sandstream said they were low on items too."

She checked their bag, by Lillian's side. It was waterlogged, and took some wringing out. Once that was done, she examined their possessions, and returned with unfortunate news.

"...Yeah, they're right. There aren't any reviver seeds in here."

I feel like the underlined is a bit redundant with the whole “they were low on items” bit. It might’ve been worth taking a tack along the lines of “there’s nothing left” or “if there was anything there, it must’ve gotten swept away by the river” for a more different nuance.

[ ]

"...Well, that's great," Maciej muttered dryly. "We won't hit landfall until we get to Nagoria at least. And Kamengrad's another hour away at least from there…"

[ ]
"...Hm. You never told us you had this whole thing as a backup plan," Branislav observed, in a slight change in topic. "Why did you keep this from us, Maciej?"

"As an emergency measure," the Swoobat explained. "Aegir has his own schedule, but when I told him we were in need of help, he was all too happy to oblige. …And good thing too. You really are our saving grace here, Aegir."

[ ]

"Ah, no problem, Match," the Lapras said to him. "If you need help, I'll be there. …On the water, at least. On land…yer gonna have to find someone else."

Another spot where you probably want to take more time to slot in character reactions and/or Arian/Elvira’s internal thoughts given how they’re still grappling with the consequences of something that happened because of Arian’s careless mistake.

[ ]

"True. Like Yuliya and Branislav. Or these mercenaries," Maciej replied. "They'll make good allies, I think." Another thought came to him. "That being said…I don't think you mercs will be able to stay in Kamengrad anymore."

[ ]

"Wait, why?" Arian asked, before his heart sank as a reminder of his earlier error. "Oh…Oh, that's why…"

The underlined isn’t technically wrong, but I kinda wonder if it’d have been more interesting to portray it as something along the lines of him remembering Metody blurting out the guild’s location and realizing that Mitrofan is almost certainly going to have the place raided in more of an explicit thought process.

"Yeah…We'll have to discuss all that when we get to the Guild," Maciej went on. "Pity that's the news we have to arrive with. I'd rather come to them in greater triumph."

Arian only felt worse, hearing the Swoobat's comments. He looked at the ground in utter dismay.

Underlined feels like it’d benefit once again from showing more of the specifics behind Arian’s thought process here.

"It's my fault…It's all my fault…"

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Damn, that’s certainly one of the lowest notes this story’s left off on.

Alright, this review took a while to cobble together, so as is tradition, I’ll be putting together a condensed Cliffs’ Notes since this was a chunky chapter, and as such the line-by-line was similarly chunky too. The TL/DR is that I felt that this chapter was admittedly a bit uneven, but I definitely saw what you were going for and there’s still quite a bit going for it. While I had some quibbles with how it was executed, the overall sweep of “dumb oversight catches up with Team Elpis, wrecks their day, and everyone limps off with their tails between their legs towards and unknown future” was pretty effective at triggering that inner
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reaction in me. Which IIRC, this is around the time when the plot moves off into Alba, so you’ve certainly got my attention since things certainly aren’t going to be the same around the Irian Guild after this. I also liked how we got a better glimpse of different characters in this chapter, in particular Yuliya, Branislav, and Metody. Metody in particular caught my eye since he’s got this interesting dichotomy between being an eminently hateable personality, while having details about his backstory that required a keen eye to catch things that imply that he’s had a fairly pitiable history. I’ll definitely be keeping a closer eye on that, especially since Mitrofan seems to be tiptoing a bit closer towards throwing it out there for the readers that not all was well under the Ruslans’ reign, which given what can be inferred between the lines about House Kumiega’s fate… yeah, those two years between the first Special Episode and Mitrofan’s coup must’ve really been quite the downward spiral.

As for critiques, the chapter was basically one big battle, and as such, most of my critiques will be focused around it. I know that I’ve sometimes veered off towards ‘broken record’ territory in prior reviews about being more generous with description of what characters are doing and thinking (the ending stands out as particularly noticeable since Aegir was not explicitly mentioned fleeing with the gang from Rusalka in it), and of the format for battle narration in this story often not quite doing the depicted events justice by virtue of being too high level, but it was particularly noticeable in this chapter. Beyond that, there were unfortunately some structural issues with the way that the battle actually played out. For instance, the first phase of the battle basically has Metody’s knights squandering a 3v1 advantage by fighting most of their battles one-at-a-time. I mean, you could’ve made it largely work with some justifying context (e.x. some combination of Metody and his knights are deliberately showboating, the gang disables half the knights with a Slumber Orb such that they have to beat the half of the knights still standing before the other half wakes up), but that requires actually establishing that clearly in the narration. Something that I felt was an issue that I didn’t think could be massaged quite as nicely was that there were a few points where the action basically stopped and froze for dialogue while there should realistically be more stuff flying around in the background. In general, you want to make it clearer the moments that your battle is fluid, and the moments where it’s at a relative lull, and you ideally want to keep your characters’ dialogue and inner thoughts feeling similarly fluid in the former cases. Since as Metody himself wound up learning with Yuliya, talking isn’t a free action in a battle unless you have some sort of cover to hide behind or somebody drawing fire for you.

Lastly and perhaps getting a bit off into “if I were writing your story” territory, but I wonder if you missed a chance to make some hay regarding the fate of House Kumiega. Like I don’t think that it’s really the chance to soften Metody’s edges that is really the main missed opportunity (since let’s get real, between his personality and what he did to Team Sandstream, he was never going to hold much audience sympathy for long), but more that it missed a chance to lean into Mitrofan starting to scratch the surface of how and why he fell out with the Ruslans if it was a bunch of things adding up with his experience with Rufina’s vanishing being the final straw. Like from Mitrofan’s perspective, who is Branislav to lecture about morals and honor if Tsar Kliment’s punishment killed off House Kumiega to a ‘mon without discernment for degree of culpability given that there’s nobody else from it left to share in Metody’s turn in fortune in the present day, and that’s something Branislav considers just? Who is Elvira to hector Mitrofan for being a murderer and a tyrant when from his perspective, unlike Kliment, he at least warns others that making an enemy of him is a life-threatening exercise and attempts to talk them down before going in for the kill and doesn’t go out and delete entire bloodlines from existence because of individuals’ actions, as Elvira (well, until this chapter) and Zenobia’s continued lives evidence? Like I realize that the Ruslans’ skeletons in their closet is likely something that’s meant to be dripfed through the course of the story for dramatic effect, but given that Mitrofan openly charges Kliment for being a “fickle, corrupt ruler” in front of the gang, I feel like there was a missed opportunity to ground that in something concrete that Kliment did when you basically already had an incident on the shelf that would reinforce Mitrofan’s argument quite well.

Though I fully understand if this is one of those times where you ultimately opt to let sleeping dogs lie. Since this wasn’t exactly a short chapter, and it certainly wouldn’t get any shorter if you went and did an overhaul with some or all of the suggestions I had for my critiques. Though even if it was a bit rough around the edges and took a little bit to get through, I had fun with this chapter, @Arukona . And I’ll be looking forward to seeing how it’s built upon over the course of the next few chapters.
 

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Heya, sorry to keep you waiting, but I figured that it was about time to give the old review exchange a bump and see how Team Elpis goes about picking up the many shattered pieces of life as they know it that were left behind by their Float problems last chapter:

Chapter 21

Hi Mom,

I hope you're doing well, because I'm not.

Things have taken a bit of a turn for the worse for us. We were in Rusalka doing a mission, and somehow, we happened to come across not one, but two marshals from before that dad knew from five years ago! What a coincidence, huh? We agreed to team up, and thankfully, we now have two strong allies by our side.

I feel that in-setting, it makes sense for Elvira to give a bit more context than this as to what the significance of “five years ago” is in-setting. Even if I kinda wonder if the paragraph construction is a little strange since the first sentence is very negative, while the rest is very positive. Like it might have been worth framing things more along the lines of “we thought that things would be good since we had two new strong allies by our side” towards the end.

However, before we could leave town, we were cornered by the knights, led by Marshal Metody, one of Mitrofan's top brass. We weren't going to go down without a fight, of course, and so we fought against them. We did fairly well, actually, and nearly managed to beat Metody.

The underlined IMO could’ve been rephrased as something along the lines as “Somehow against all odds, we held out against them. We did fairly well, to the point where we nearly managed to beat Metody.” which feels a bit more streamlined and more “past tense” in nature.

But right when we were about to win, Mitrofan showed up out of nowhere. [ ]

I can say without a doubt he's a monster. He's not that honourable guildmaster Dad always spoke fondly about. He nearly killed both me and Arian. And when our friends in Team Sandstream were thrown into the Evor, Metody tried to drown them.

Mitrofan didn't even react to that. How could he allow such a thing to happen? I'll never forgive him for this.

I feel like this paragraph ought to be broken up a bit with the first part expanded, since you don’t actually talk much about how the battle took a negative turn after Mitrofan’s arrival and it seems like it would work well into the transition into “Mitty’s a monster now”.

Thankfully, we got out of it, somehow. But there's two big problems. One: Mitrofan knows where we are. Two: our friends in Team Sandstream are in a bad way. We couldn't give them medical attention immediately, and so matters have gotten complicated with them. We think they'll pull through, but we're still not certain yet.

Elvira: “Yeah, I’m… admittedly still not fully sure how we managed that given that Mitrofan and the knights had multiple opportunities where they could’ve just killed us all.”
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Arian's taking it pretty hard. He keeps blaming himself for what happened, saying he's the one who let it slip. I keep trying to tell him otherwise, but I don't think it's gotten through to him.

Oh hey, there’s a theme song for this:

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Honestly, Mom, I feel like I could have done better myself. I just wish I could have done more. At least I'm still alive. That's something, right?

But because of the way things are, Arian and I, along with the rest of the Guild, may have to go into hiding. If that's true, then I'd be scared to try and send you letters in case Mitrofan decides to track them down.

I’m not sure if the “go into hiding” quite works, since the Irian Guild is already in hiding. Their problem at the moment is that they have to flee since their existing hiding place was exposed.

I'd love to see you again. But I don't know when I'll see you next. Hopefully it'll be soon.


Wishing you lots of love,
Elvira.

There’s tear stains on that letter, aren’t there? Though I kinda wonder if it would’ve made sense to lean into exploring whether Elvira is experiencing any wishes that she could just go home or regrets about leaving Zenobia in her letter, since she’s been through a lot in the past couple chapters, and one would think that she’s likely fairly understandably worn down.

The Treecko put down the pen. Once the ink had dried, she folded the piece of paper and placed it in an envelope. Writing her home address (technically, old home address) on the envelope, she walked out of the room, and into the atrium of the church they were staying in.

Her mind reflected on yesterday evening, when they returned to the Guild.

Oh, well that one’s new. I do wonder if it’d have made sense to spend a bit more time following and establishing where Elvira and her buddies are right now since we don’t really have a firm grounding as to where they are at the moment and what this church is like.

"Melchior! Melchior!" Arian yelled. He and Elvira were sent ahead of Yuliya, Branislav, Maciej and the indisposed Team Sandstream to let the Guild know of the present situation.

"Oh, it's you two." The first reply came from Terran, who happened to be in the main area. "Stop yelling! And I told you, his title is Guildmaster - "

"Shut up, Terran!" the human interjected in an irritated manner, catching the Larvitar by surprise. "I've no time for this! We need Melchior, now!"

Wait, they had time to go all the way back to Kamengrad to give a warning in person? ^^;

I do wonder if this would’ve worked a bit better with more scene setting to show more off of what the guild was like when Arian and the gang came stumbling back through, though.

"Arian?" As if on cue, the Guildmaster himself appeared. [ ] "What's all the commotion about?"

"Melchior!" Arian cried, with some degree of panic. "I messed up! I messed up big time!"

I feel like this is a section that would’ve heavily benefitted from having some body language to show more of the characters’ moods and vibes off, for example, the underlined could’ve been handled by some sort of body language that would’ve sold the idea that Arian was panicking, such as him trembling slightly or something like that.

"...Messed up?" Melchior tilted his head. "What do you mean?"

"There's a lot to explain," Elvira said, a hint of grimness in her voice. "A lot happened in our mission to Rusalka today. There's some good, but a lot of bad."

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"Sounds serious." Melchior's tone matched his words. "Come to the office and tell me all about it."

I can already tell that Terran is going to be an obnoxious little snot to Arian over his screwup for a loooong time in this story. :copyka:

[ ]


"...So that's what happened," Elvira informed. "We have new allies. But…we had a close shave with Mitrofan and the knights. They nearly killed us, and Team Sandstream nearly drowned. They're being transported here by Yuliya, Branislav and Maciej. They'll need medical attention once they get here.

"And worst of all…they know where we are now," Arian revealed, with such shame in his tone it hurt. "All because they overheard us talking…"

Another section where you probably want to have a bit more scene-setting. Also, I’m just realizing, but since these are Elvira’s memories, it probably would’ve made sense to weave in a bit more of her thought process into how she’s recalling things here and in the prior scene.

"...Is that so?" Melchior's expression turned grim.

[ ]


"I'm sorry!" the Riolu apologised. "I didn't know Metody would have spies…"

"...He is known to be crafty, from what I've heard," the Swampert murmured. "Then again, he does hail from House Kumiega, who were known for being rather…unscrupulous when they were a noble house."

I actually wonder if we’ll get to see anything of House Kumiega in flashbacks or paralogues or the like. Since they certainly have a pervasive reputation for have being underhanded back when they were alive, though considering how they were dealt with by Kliment, I do wonder if there’s layers to that onion that got lost with the official stories put out by the Ruslans.

[ ]

"...I shouldn't have said it. I should have just waited till we got back here. Or until we were out of Rusalka." Arian's fist clenched. "If only I knew…!"

Melchior: “Um… I could have sworn that ‘never mention the Guild’s location in public’ was a part of orientation on the very first night you came here…”
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Arian: “Great, now I feel even worse.”
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[ ]

"Don't beat yourself up over it, Arian," Melchior urged. "These things happen. …In truth, I'm surprised we've managed to keep the Guild's location out of the eyes of Melchior and the knights. Perhaps that's thanks to House Kalininis."

[ ]


"House Kalininis? They're the house that presides over Nagoria, aren't they?" Elvira recalled. "But…aren't they with Mitrofan?"

Melchior:
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It’s… complicated.”

"...Yes and no," Melchior replied. "They side with Mitrofan, but only for the sake of making sure their people don't fall under the rule of an unfit ruler, like Hinnerk. Those oaths they take for him…they're just empty words, in their eyes.

[ ]

Plus, They've always been friendly with the Guild, even after Mitrofan took over. Thus, When Lord Agafon met me in the streets of Kamengrad five years ago, he told me he knew about the underground Guild below the town. But as long as we did good work and followed in the way of the old Irian Guild, then he wouldn't tell a soul."

IMO, Melchior’s explanation here works better being broken up into two paragraphs. I worked in some suggested tweaks for the second half of his explanation to make his dialogue a bit streamlined.

[ ]

"...Actually, didn't Mitrofan say something about that house?" Arian recalled. "He said he'd have words for them…"

Oh yeah, that’s a good sign for House Kalininis’ continued existence.
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Though I wonder if we’ll get to meet anyone from them onscreen at this rate.

[ ]

"...So he's headed up here, then." The Swampert's expression turned serious once again. "...We need to call an emergency meeting about this. Could you tell everyone? They're all in the canteen right now, eating dinner."

[ ]

"We'll do that," Elvira promised.

Ah yes, I can already tell that they’re going to be popular™ among a few teams at the guild over this. :copyka:

"Thank you," Melchior said gratefully.

Team Elpis went to go and tell everyone. The Swampert watched them leave the room.


Thank the Creator you didn't perish. I don't know if I could forgive myself if that ever happened…[/I]

Not really sure how I feel about this last section here, since you framed this flashback as being Elvira’s, and it feels a bit strange to show things that she wasn’t around to see. Like I know that this story is written in third person omniscient perspective, but it still felt a bit strange to me to see.

At that emergency meeting, the whole Guild had been informed of that situation. There was a general reaction of shock and anger at what had happened to Team Elpis and Team Sandstream.

Oh yeah, I’ll bet that there was anger over finding out that Arian “loose lips”ed the entire Irian Guild out of a home. :copyka:

Though I kinda wonder if it’d have been worth showing some of this actually playing out since you’d think that the experience would’ve stuck with Team Elpis for all the wrong reasons.

But at that meeting, Melchior had made a critical decision.

The Guild was to be abandoned, and everyone was to scatter to various locations in the vicinity of Kamengrad, where they could still at least be within reach of one another.

That… feels like a terrible idea since Mitrofan and the knights are logically going to radiate out from Kamengrad for their search if they don’t find anything there. ^^;

This was met with a degree of reluctance and misgiving among all who heard the speech. But they all agreed it was for the best.

I still think that this whole speech moment sounded important and like enough of a watershed even that it probably would’ve been worth explicitly depicting. Especially since it’ll likely be the last time in a while that a decent swath of the supporting cast is seen in this story.

And so they scattered. Arian and Elvira were sent to a smallish church to the north of Kamengrad, where they were taken into sanctuary by a elderly but kindly priest. They spent the night in the church.

Now it was morning, and Elvira had just penned a letter to her mother informing her what had happened the day before. As she walked into the aisles, she found herself faced with the priest that had taken her and Arian in.

"Hello, Miss Elvira." He was a Noctowl. "Did you sleep well?"

I kinda wonder if some of this could’ve been pulled forward into your very first scene after Elvira’s letter in the opening. Since it feels a little strange to get more of an introduction to the church now versus then.

"...As well as I could," was the Treecko's reply. "...Um. I was hoping to get this letter posted to my mom, but…I don't think going into town would be a wise move on my part."

"Ah, don't worry. I can do that," the priest volunteered. Elvira handed him the letter, which he took in his beak and placed on one of the nearby pews.

[ ] Something occurred to her at that moment.

"Where's Arian?" she asked. She was too busy writing the letter earlier to realise her partner had gone out of the room where they had spent the night.

I think that it probably makes sense to have a bit more of a transition into Elvira having her moment of realization. Also, I can already tell that Arian’s more or less balled up in a corner and depressed.

"Over there." The Noctowl gestured a wing to where the blue canine was kneeling in one of the pews. "Seems he's doing some praying."

… Or he could be doing that. I suppose it really is true that adversity has a way of making people suddenly religious.

[ ]

"Praying?" Elvira's brow furrowed at this. "He doesn't usually pray…I'll see what's going on with him."

She went over to where her partner was kneeling. His eyes were closed, and his paws were clasped together. As she came closer, he opened his eyes, and looked at her.

"...Hi," he greeted halfheartedly.

Elvira: “Um… Arian? Are you alright? Since this is definitely more than a little out of character for you right now.” .-.

"Hello," Elvira returned. "...Are you praying? I must admit, I've never seen you do that since we met."

"...Yeah," Arian confessed. "I might as well try. Maybe a god does exist out there that can give us good luck, or whatever. I just don't want bad things to keep happening…"

Arian, I realize that it might not be easy for someone with your character, but have you ever considered just not running your mouth off as a start? ^^;

[ ]

"...There are gods depicted in just about every church in Ardalion," Elvira replied, feeling somewhat puzzled at his words. "Are you…questioning the existence of them?"

"...You don't?"

"No. I've never questioned it. I mean, the world and all its constructs had to be created by someone, right? Hence, Arceus and His pantheon."

I feel like this probably would’ve been worth having Elvira’s thought process play out a bit more explicitly, since I’ll admit that I didn’t pick up on the whole “questioning the existence of the gods” thing myself at first or why that would be so weird to Elvira’s perspective.

"...It feels more authentic here," the Riolu muttered. "...I don't think we had a god in the human world."

Arian confirmed for being an agnostic. Duly noted.

[ ]

"What?" Elvira frowned at this. "You don't have gods?"

"...I don't think so. At least…from what vague memories I have of the human world. There was definitely religion, and churches just like this one. But…I don't know. Something about being religious…just doesn't sit right with me. As if being in a religion and believing in a god was…something I wasn't fond of."

Which I’m sure you’ll get a crash course as to why you felt that way here in Ardalion, too. Since I saw some of that chatter surrounding Sansarn’s predecessors in Ardalion’s church and some of those antics unironically caused religious schisms IRL.

"A god?" The Treecko emphasised Arian's use of the singular. "Only one?"

An artifact of Arian hailing from the implied Anglosphere, I see. Since just saying, if Arian had come from South Asia, his conception of religion would likely be quite a bit closer to Elvira’s.

"Yeah, I think so. And I guess there's a religion that believed he created everything. And yet…" Arian paused, considering his words. "...Somehow, I remember the words 'Big Bang' when I think of 'creation of a world'."

My boy, theistic evolution is a thing, just saying. It’s entirely possible the church you had vague memories of parsed the latter as being the vector by which the former happened.

"Big Bang?" Now she was even more confused. "What, was the human world created by an explosion?"

"Maybe?" Arian shrugged. "Possibly. As if there was an explosion one day in empty space - poof - " He mimed one. " - And with that, matter settled, and planets formed, including Earth, where humans lived."

That actually makes me wonder what the creation myth in Ardalion is like and how closely it tracks the official series fluff. Since just saying, I’m sure that Elvira would recognize that this is an “ex nihilo” narrative of the beginning of a universe, and that the only real difference is whether a god drove it and how explosive it was.

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"Earth? So that's the name of your home," Elvira murmured. Admittedly, the talk about 'matter' and 'planets' went over her head.

"Yes. But I can't get back there. So I'd rather not talk about it," Arian immediately replied, before changing the subject back to the original topic. "Besides…somehow, this world's depiction of gods feels more authentic to me. And…who knows? Maybe one of them will take pity on us. Might as well give it a shot, I thought. I just…" He let out a big sigh. "...It's my fault that all this has happened."

The nuance of the underlined should be changed IMO, since you said that almost verbatim a few paragraphs ago.

"Arian, stop." Elvira had this same conversation with him yesterday evening. "Don't blame yourself. You'll only feel worse about yourself. Melchior said the same thing. And even if that detail hadn't slipped out, we still would've had that confrontation with Metody and Mitrofan. And Team Sandstream still would've suffered the injuries they did."

Arian: “Yes, but we’d still have the Guild’s base in Kamengrad…”
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"...We could've acted sooner to help them," Arian muttered in self-admonishment. "If only I hadn't been pinned by those knights…If only we'd have seen what Nikita and Metody would do to them…!"

Arian, not that you don’t have a point, but you’re doing it again…

"That should be blame lies on their part, not yours, Arian," Elvira went on. "Besides, if we did nothing, then Team Sandstream would have definitely drowned. They may be in a bad way…but they're not dead. That much, we can be thankful for."

[ ]

"...I don't want them to die," Arian said quietly. "Of everyone in the Guild, we've known them the longest. We wouldn't have defeated Hinnerk without their help. Without them, we would have been dead. In that fight, they definitely saved us."

"They did. And on this occasion, we saved them," Elvira reminded. "They'll probably be full of thanks when they're in a better condition.

[ ]

…They'll recover, Arian. Diarmuid and Gráinne are looking after them, as well as Raya. They're skilled in that craft. We can trust them."

A couple spots where it would’ve made sense to elaborate on Arian and Elvira’s reactions a bit more. Elvira’s second paragraph in particular feels like it’d work better as two separate paragraphs with some sort of explicit pause in between them.

"...It sounded serious from what I've heard, [ ]" Arian refuted pessimistically. "...I don't want them to die. I don't want our friends to die…" He sounded close to tears.

I think that it would probably make sense to elaborate on why Arian thought that Team Sandstream’s condition sounded serious. Like what specifically made him think that? Also, I kinda wonder if it’d have made sense to tweak the nuance of the underlined a bit, since he said that verbatim just a couple paragraphs ago and it probably makes sense to change the phrasing of one or the other.

"They'll pull through, Arian. They're strong."

It irked Elvira that she couldn't think of a better reply in that moment. [ ]

"But please…don't beat yourself up over it. They would probably say the same thing."

[ ]

"...I guess. They would. I can even hear Ishmael now. 'Don't be a misery-boots, Arry, mate!'" the Riolu mimicked, in an admittedly not great imitation of the Krokorok's distinctive accent.

Another spot where it probably would’ve made sense to slow down and expand on the characters’ reactions a bit more, since I take it that Arian and Elvira are meant to be going through quite a bit emotional turmoil at the moment, but it didn’t quite come through for me just in their dialogue.

Elvira couldn't help but give a slight giggle. At this, Arian's expression did brighten slightly. [ ]

"There. A sad face doesn't suit you, Arian," she said. "...Remember when we first met and you were the one cheering me up?"

"Yeah…How could I?" the Riolu reminisced. "...How long's it been? A month? Two months?"

[ ]


"Nearly two months. …Time flies," Elvira murmured.

Wow, that’s certainly a very active two months in that case. The gang really has been through a lot up to this point in the story, huh?

"...It sure does," Arian replied. He did sound slightly better, but by the sound of it, the his melancholy still persisted with him. [ ]

"...We should go to Diarmuid and Gráinne's," Elvira suggested. "See if they need any help."

"...I suppose. It's the least we could do." Arian got up from his kneeling position. But before they could move, the Noctowl's voice echoed through the church.

"...Hello there. Whoever might you be, fellow Sister? And whatever brings you here?"

>fellow Sister

Ah yes, time to meet another character from the Church. Let’s see who we’re dealing with this time…

Arian and Elvira looked over. The priest seemed to be addressing a visitor at the front of the church. [ ]

"Greetings to you, fellow follower of our Creator," The voice was feminine. "I am Archbishop Lachesis, and I have a letter for Guildmaster Melchior of the Irian Guild."

If Arian and Elvira’s line of sight is blocked, you probably want to say as much, since I admittedly was not sure why they didn’t just see who this ‘Archbishop Lachesis’ was in terms of appearance.

"Archbishop Lachesis?" Arian's ears pricked at this. "Sounds like an important figure. I say we go see what this is all about."

"A-Archbishop Lachesis?" The priest sounded quite surprised. "Y-You mean…the Archbishop Lachesis? The newly appointed Bishop of Metaxai?"

"The very same."

[ ]

"...F-Forgive me, Your Grace." The Noctowl bowed in slight shame, still rather surprised by the presence of this woman. "I did not realise. I did not think someone of such influence would come and visit my humble little oratory out here in rural Nagoria."

… Wait, so Arian and Elvira can see Lachesis given that they can ID her as a woman? It’s a little unclear right now, but it might’ve made sense to also work in a bit more detail regarding what they can see of the Noctowl’s reaction here.

"It's alright. I dressed discreetly so I wouldn't be noticed in public." As she was saying this, Arian and Elvira came closer, they got a glimpse of the one claiming to be Archbishop Lachesis.

Admittedly…they weren't blown away by her. She was a Cinccino, and she did at the least look like a holy woman, with a cross-wheel necklace and what looked to be a nun's habit. One thing that struck them was the woman's youth - she looked no older than thirty. However, that was it. The word 'archbishop' conjured the image of a dignified, robed individual, like Sansarn and Khariton had been, and the one before them didn't follow them in that image.

Still…they heard her words about dressing discreetly. In that context, it made sense.

Wait, but wouldn’t that look like a bedsheet ghost when worn by a Pokémon that floats in the air like a Chimecho? /s

Though I didn’t realize that the Church-related characters had out and out clothing styled after clothing from the Church IRL. I’ll keep that in mind. Though how do Arian and Elvira know how to reflexively gauge the age of a Chimecho anyways?

[ ]

"Hm? You have visitors to your church," noted Lachesis, pointing to the duo behind the Noctowl priest. "...A Riolu and a Treecko? …Hold on a minute. Excuse me, you two."

You probably want to do a bit more setup than this to have Lachesis notice Team Elpis, or else for Team Elpis to notice that she notices them.

"Yes?" Elvira asked. "You mean us."

I mean, are there even any other Pokémon in the church right now aside from you four at the moment? ^^;

"I do. …Would you be Arian and Elvira of Team Elpis, by any chance?" the Cinccino asked.

[ ]

"...Yes, that's us. …You know of us?" Arian tilted his head.

I mean, you have those green eyes of yours, Arian. If Lachesis has heard of you, she almost certainly has heard of that too, since that isn’t exactly an easy-to-miss detail about you.

"His Holiness Pontifex Sansarn informed me of the two of you," Lachesis explained. "He told me of his journey to Selenia, and how he took into sanctuary four mercenaries of the Irian Guild. Two of whom were you."

Lachesis: “Also, the eyes made it easy enough to confirm that it was indeed you, Arian.” ^^;

[ ]

"Yes. That's correct," Elvira confirmed.

"He suggested to me that I go over and see the land of Selenia for myself. That I needed to get out of Metaxai and observe the way Selenians did things," Lachesis went on. "And while I was in Selenia, I was to deliver to a letter in secret to the famed Mud Bomber Melchior in Kamengrad. Thus…that brought me here."

She took out the item in question. [ ]

"That seal…" The Noctowl was astonished to see the particular seal on the envelope. "That's a seal from the office of His Holiness himself. …That's legitimate. Goodness gracious me…"

I think that you need a bit more description here. Especially since there’s no mention at all of there being a seal on the letter until the Noctowl speaks up. Though I see that we’re seeing someone from Zenobia’s homeland finally make an appearance. I wonder how that’ll wind up going over since I assume that Elvira has heard some less-than-flattering things about Metaxai from a Selenian perspective.

"Um…we can take that," offered Elvira. "We can deliver it to him for you."

[ ]


"...Very well. But it is critical that the information in there be shared only amongst the mercenaries of the Irian Guild," Lachesis advised. "It would not be ideal if another party got their hands on it."

Arian: “Uh…. yeah, considering the whole episode about ‘things that should’ve stayed secret getting overheard’, I think we’re just going to leave this letter closed until Melchior can open it himself.”
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[ ]

It's like the world just wants to remind me of my failure yesterday, Arian couldn't help but dejectedly think. Even if it's some stranger I've never met saying this.

Oh hey, I wasn’t far off from Arian’s reaction. Though I do feel that you probably want a bit more of a transition than this into his internal thoughts.
[ ]

"We'll deliver this to him," Elvira said. "...We have to go somewhere first, but we'll find him after we're done there."

Arian: “Wait, we do? I thought that we were busy being in hiding.” ^^;
Elvira: “Checking up on Team Sandstream’s recovery?”
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Arian: “... Right, I knew that.”

[ ]

"Thank you," Lachesis said appreciably, handing the letter to them. "May the Creator guide your path. And…may your nation eventually know freedom."

"Thank you, Your Grace." The Treecko bowed. In reaction to his partner, Arian chose to bow too.

They both left after this. Lachesis watched them go. [ ]

So they were who His Holiness wished for me to see. Hmm…they didn't look that remarkable to me. But who knows? Maybe there's something in them.

Huh. Perspective shift from Elvira to Lacheisis there. Though I see that she’s not that observant given that she didn’t notice Arian’s eyes… or else is colorblind. That could work, too.

While she was lost in thought, the Noctowl priest came up to her. [ ]

"Forgive my impudence, Your Grace. But…may I ask why it is you here, and not a lower-ranking messenger? Surely the Archbishop of Metaxai would have many duties upon her plate?"

[ ]

"...His Holiness has his reasons for sending me here, and so do I," Lachesis chose to say. "Let us leave it at that."

I do have reasons, alright. …Anything that involves me being away from them.

Oh yeah, that’s not ominous and foreboding at all there. /s

"I think it's best we stay out of town for now," Elvira suggested. "It reduces the chance of us being recognised if Mitrofan and his knights happen to be there looking for us."

"Yeah…That would be for the best," Arian agreed.

… I’m just realizing, but how has Arian not gotten IDed faster in the past given that he has a very distinctive eye color for his species and the story explicitly drew attention to it in the earlier chapters? Unless R-G colorblindness tracks after how it works with IRL animals, in which case, fair enough since a huge chunk of the locals wouldn’t be able to tell the difference.

Despite receiving the letter, Elvira wanted to stick to the original plan and check in on Team Sandstream. To get to Diarmuid and Gráinne's, the two had to walk over rocky grassland typical of the Karstlands. It took a while, leaping over boulders and walking across exposed limestone, and Arian was careful not to trip on the gaps between the blocks of stones.

Oh, I was right about what they were up to. Though it’s probably worth giving a reminder as to who Diarmuid and Gráinne are to readers, since I admittedly completely forgot that they were Axel’s parents until I did a text search, since the last time they were ever mentioned in this story was all the way back in Chapter 12.

Clints are the stones, and…grikes are the gaps between them, he recalled, remembering the afternoon he'd spent with Elvira in the information centre in Kamengrad about the Karstlands. [ ]

Eventually, they made it to the east road out of Kamengrad that led towards Scree Canyon. From there, they had to head towards town, and a little ways before town, they saw the side road that went down to Diarmuid and Gráinne's. They headed down it, and reached the building in question. On the front of it, there was a sign reading 'SORRY, WE'RE CLOSED' stuck to the door.

Diarmuid, I think you’re trying too hard there.

Arian rang the bell outside the house. There was shuffling inside, before the door was opened.

"Oh, it's…the two of you." Gráinne had answered the door. The Flygon looked tired, a sign she hadn't gotten much sleep. "Good morning…"

Oh yeah, I’ll bet she hasn’t gotten much sleep lately given that her son almost drowned a couple days ago and now has half of Selenia’s knights looking for him.

[ ]

"Hi, Gráinne," Elvira greeted. "We've, um…We've come to see Ishmael, Axel and Lillian."

[ ]

"...Come in, then," the Flygon offered. Arian and Elvira followed her into the house. Given it was a shop, there was a counter and a number of herbs and potions stacked up on the shelves behind it.

Elvira: “I… didn’t realize that they were this hurt.” ._.
Gráinne: “They could be worse, really. But with the way things are now, it’s better to err on the side of caution.”

Gráinne opened the latch at the counter's edge, and let herself, Arian and Elvira through. She opened the door in the back, and allowed Team Elpis in. They were led through a small hallway and into a room at the very back.

In there…lay all three members of Team Sandstream. Ishmael, Axel and Lillian all lay on beds in what was a makeshift sickbay. On the floor beside each bed was a basin for vomit, and by the smell of the room, they had been used for that purpose. Each member was wrapped up in blankets, and Lillian and Axel were both asleep. Ishmael, however, happened to be awake, and was talking to Diarmuid, as well as Rhiannon, who was also there. Raya was also in the room, though she was checking on the condition of the other two.

Wait, what on earth are they sick with given that they’re vomiting? I admittedly wouldn’t have expected that from nearly drowning and getting cut up a bit, but I suppose that’s a sign that someone’s cuts got infected.

"...I swear, I'll get that weasel if it's the last thing I do…" He sounded angry…or about as angry as someone could be in a condition like his. He sounded weak, with all the bite taken out of his voice.

"Ishy, please…"

Rhiannon sounded emotional. Arian recalled last night she'd been bawling her eyes out over the news of Team Sandstream's condition.

"You nearly drowned yesterday,” she insisted. You're not well. When you're better, you can start saying that. But right now, you need rest…"

The “he” is ambiguous here which IMO should be handled by being teed up more in advance. It might have also made sense to give a reminder that Rhiannon’s a Rockruff given that it’s been 4 chapters since we’ve seen her, showing a bit more explicitly how she’s emotional likely would also be worth including since her being emotional is kinda “informed attribute” at the moment.

"Rhiannon is quite right," Diarmuid agreed. "You're in no shape to even get out of that bed, Ishmael. You should be asleep, like your cousins."

[ ]

"I know, Uncle Diarmuid, I know…"

Ishmael lay back in the bed, too tired to argue with the Gliscor. He blinked his eyes, ready to fall back asleep. But just before he did…he caught sight of two familiar faces. Well, three, if Gráinne was included.

"Arry! And El too," he greeted, perking up slightly. "Good to see yer doin' okay…"

Cue him jolting up and going straight back into “ow ow ow” territory.

[ ]

"...At least you're still yourself," Arian remarked. Still…it hurts to see him like this. "How are you holding up?"

[ ]

"...I feel like complete shit," came the crocodile's reply. "Don't got the energy to do nothin' 'cept just lie here and take Uncle Diarmuid's shit-tasting medicine. Oh, and throw up a bunch too."

That’s… from the medicine, isn’t it? Since just saying, if the medicine’s really that bad-tasting, it would explain a thing or two about the spew bucket. ^^;

"You need that medicine," Diarmuid defended. "You, who nearly died yesterday.


[ ]

Thank the heavens you saved them, you two," he said directed this at Arian and Elvira. "I don't know what we'd have done if our son was killed by a marshal. Same with Lillian, and you, Ishmael. I don't know if I'd be able to break that news to Conall and Caitríona if you two'd died yesterday..."

I didn’t realize that it’s literally been all of a day since the events of the last chapter. That was a very busy day to cram in the whole trip back plus the Irian Guild bailing on their hideout.

I do think that Diarmuid’s dialogue should be split into a paragraph where he addresses Ish and one where he addresses Team Elpis with something in between for a transition, though.

"Conall and Caitríona…" It occurred to Arian that it had been a while since they'd seen Lillian's parents. "Did you tell them about what happened?"

"I wrote a letter to them this morning," Gráinne answered.

So in other words, they’ll find out about what happened in like a week. ^^;

"Right." Arian nodded in understanding. He was about to say more, but at that moment, a bell sounded.

"What's that for?" he asked. Both he and Elvira tensed, fearful that the knights might have caught up with them.

"Oh, that's probably Melchior at the front door," Gráinne replied. "He came by this morning and volunteered to pick herbs for us while we watched the kids."

You know what they say about assuming Gráinne… since just saying, I didn’t exactly see a way for you to check up on your guests without getting spotted being described earlier on.

"Melchior?" Then Arian remembered [ ].

"We need to talk to him. We have something for him."

It probably makes sense to give a bit more of a reminder as to what Arian remembers here, since it’s admittedly a bit vague at the moment.

[ ]

"Do you? Well, come with me then," Diarmuid offered. "I'll get the door. You watch them, dear," he offered to his wife.

"Very well."

The Flygon flew over to Ishmael's bedside, while her husband headed out the door and to the front entrance. He opened the door, and it was as he predicted: Melchior was there, along with Terran. Both held a bag of herbs in their hands.

Arian: “Oh, uh… hi Terran. Er, did you really have to be here right now?”
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Terran: “Yes. Since you obviously can’t be trusted not to blow things up on your own.”
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"Welcome back," Diarmuid said to him. "Arian and Elvira showed up while you were gone."

[ ]

"Ah. Hello, you two." Melchior waved to them. "Good to see you're still okay."

[ ]

"Yeah, we're fine," Elvira said to him. "The priest looked after us."

"Good to hear. …Now then. Where do you want these, Diarmuid?" Melchior asked, stepping inside.

"Just in behind the counter there." The Gliscor pointed a pincer in that general direction.

"Thanks." The Swampert headed there, followed by his assistant. However, Terran and Arian happened to lock eyes, and the Riolu saw full well the glare that came from the Larvitar aimed at him.

Yeah, I knew that Terran would be thrilled™ to see Arian again after putting the Irian Guild out of their cave hideout. I do kinda wonder if we should’ve seen a bit more of the characters’ reactions a bit earlier on, though.

I don't blame him for being mad at me, he thought. I did let that slip. …Just wish he didn't have to rub it in…

Terran: “Arian, it’s been 24 hours! Some of us might get arrested by knights before sundown!”
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Arian: “Alright! Alright! I screwed up! You don’t need to remind me literally every moment we’re in the same room together!”
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Luckily, Elvira's words drew him away from those negative thoughts.

"Melchior," she piped up. "We have something for you."

[ ]

"Something for me?" The guildmaster tilted his head. "What is it?"

"It's a letter," Arian explained. As he spoke, his partner took the item out of their bag. "Actually…it's apparently from Pontifex Sansarn."

Terran: “Um… Guildmaster? You are going to wait until you’re safely away from Arian before you open that, yes?” .-.

[ ]

"Pontifex?" Diarmuid was surprised to hear this. "You have a line to the pontifex? …I don't know how you do it, Melchior..."

The underlined IMO should be pulled forward and “shown” more as opposed to being told to the audience as you are doing now.

"Thank them, not me," the Swampert replied, gesturing to Arian and Elvira. "Without them, I wouldn't have that connection in the first place."

[ ]

"Perhaps it's news on Leonid? Maybe he's found him," Elvira speculated hopefully. She handed the letter to Melchior.

"Only one way to find out." Melchior took the letter from her, and unsealed the envelope. He looked at the letter, and showed it to Team Elpis so they could read it too.

Terran:
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Melchior: “Terran, kindly drop the matter. This is something that everyone in the guild deserves to hear about.” >:|

To Guildmaster Melchior of the Irian Guild,

I hope you are in good health. I write to you now from the Holy Cathedral of Padavonum, having returned from my visit to the Tsardom of Selenia, and the meeting I had with four of your mercenaries: Serafina and Natalie of Team Anima, and Arian and Elvira of Team Elpis. Whilst I kept them in sanctuary from Mitrofan and the Knights of Iria, I made a promise to them that I would search through the Church records to seek out where Prince Leonid Klimentovich Ruslan, tsesarevich of Selenia, travelled to since his flight from his native country with his betrothed, Princess Svetlana Gerasimovna Lysagora. Having made inquiries, I will now relay my findings to you.

Actually, in retrospect, I kinda wonder if this and the other letter might have worked better handling them with indent blocks ([ INDENT ]Your text here[ /INDENT ] with the spaces removed) as opposed to making them their own scenes.

After his flight from Selenia, Prince Leonid sojourned in the presence of House Navarra for approximately one year, where he attempted to negotiate aid from His Excellency Emperor Annibale to retake Selenia from Mitrofan's grasp. Alas, he was unsuccessful in this regard, and no aid was given, despite the lobbying of other exiled Selenian lords for the same goal.

>Emperor Annibale

Oh, so that’s the ruler of Dresilia at the moment. Though Leonid’s not the only Selenian noble camping out there, huh? I wonder if they have a reputation akin to White Russians out there, or if the whole “ew, barbarians” undercuts that a bit.

Having failed in this venture, he headed south, to try and persuade Miletos in the same goal. Here, he sojourned with House Spyros, and tried to negotiate a similar arrangement with His Eminence Archon Pyrrhus. Once again, alas, he was unsuccessful. From here, the trail seems to have gone cold. He and Princess Svetlana left Strategos Khalkos's villa in Ithiki one night some three years ago, and he has not been seen since by any noble house in the East.

Oh yeah, that’s promising. /s

I mean, I’m spoiled into knowing that Leonid is alive and well. TBD for his wife, though.

However, Prince Leonid did not disappear. Having failed to acquire aid from the East, he turned his gaze north, and headed towards Alba to get aid from there. This information is new to us in the East, and only came to light after an inquiry with Archdruid Cathbad. They informed me that Prince Leonid came to Breifne, seeking aid from Rí Trahaern Gwyrddach Ó Riagáin to retake Selenia from Mitrofan. Though the rí wasn't unwilling, it would appear he had contention over Prince Leonid's ability to become a leader. Thus, he would not grant the tsesarevich the aid he desired unless he became apt in the skill of leadership. That is where he has remained for the last three years, waiting for the day when he will be able to take his nation from the clutches of Mitrofan and alleviate the suffering of his people.

Oh, so that’s why the plot’s headed north to Alba. That one’s going to be interesting to see play out given how Alba was more or less stated to have degenerated into an active warzone in the very first chapter, so I’m sure that Leonid’s efforts are going well™ right now.

That is all the information I have for you. Do with it what you will. However you use this information, may you be guided by the light of our Creator, and make the righteous judgement that will alleviate your country's suffering.


His Holiness
Bishop of Padavonum
Pontifex Maximus of the Church of Lord Arceus the Creator
Illuminatus Conchylius Sansarn.

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Not that Mitrofan hasn’t paved his road to power with a ton of bodies, but I remember the stuff that came out about the Ruslans last chapter, and I’m not convinced that there aren’t a lot more skeletons in their closet. Also, I noticed that the readers who were further ahead weren’t exactly thrilled about Kliment when talking about him in passing, so you know. Good signs™ there.

[ ]

"...Alba…So that's where he's been," Elvira said. "All this time, he was in Alba?"

"We've been thinking he was in the East," Melchior remarked. "That's what I thought, too. I considered that he might've gone to Alba, but I didn't think it was likely, given Alba and Selenia's relations in the years before Mitrofan."

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Okay, so I guess I should basically just assume that every country hates the other in this setting at this rate. Since if things were already bad between Selenia and Alba before Mitty had his coup…

"Hm? Wait a minute…" This was new to Arian. "What do you mean, Melchior?"

[ ]


"...It's to do with a political pivot towards building bridges with the East that was one of Kliment's policies," the Swampert explained. "He wished to break down the centuries-long animosity between the halves of Ardalion, and make greater progress towards friendship with Dresilia and Miletos. It wasn't a new strategy - other tsars have tried the same thing. The problem is…whenever they have, Alba has never taken it well."

"And why's that?"

Because they’re the Celtic-themed nation, and asking them to get along with the Ancient Roman and Ancient Greek-themed nation is a recipe for
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and lots and lots of violence?

"You surely know by now that Selenia and the Eastern countries don't get along," Elvira elaborated. "However, that's nothing compared to Alba. Alba despises the East, and they in turn despise them. They've fought many wars, and they rarely ever communicate diplomatically.

[ ]

Therefore, Selenia's the only potential ally they have. And if Selenia starts pivoting towards being friendly to the East…then Alba will be in real bother trouble."

Oh hey, so I was basically right there. I can already tell that there’s a lot of bad blood and mutual ugly history between Alba and the East given what both sides vibe after. Though I suppose it’s probably a good thing that Alba is presently in anarchy at the moment, since I can think of a few offhand moments in history where nations getting a “Ron, I’m leaving” from their one-allies sparked wars in and of themselves.

"Oh, I see." Arian nodded in understanding. "So Alba needs Selenia as its ally."

"Yes. But…a fair amount of Albans don't like Selenia," Melchior went on. "They see us as weak-willed and pathetic, especially in regards to us being allies. …It's certainly true on the mercenaries' side.

[ ]

Some Alban mercenaries mock the Irian Guild for being spineless and weak. Kallias and I have certainly been on the receiving end of insults like that. …Granted, a quick tussle would shut them up. In Alba, you don't insult those stronger than you."

So the solution to shutting Alba up on a societal level is to sic Not!Julius Caesar from Dreselia on them? /s

Though that actually makes me curious how Team Sandstream would be seen back home given that they moved to the “land of weak-willed pansies”. Makes me wonder if they would get commonly seen as being Pokémon that couldn’t hack it in their homeland.

[ ]

"But that's not true of all Albans, is it?" Elvira asked. "Dad said you and him cooperated with the Breifne Guild on a few occasions."

"We did, indeed. And you're right, Elvira," the Swampert acknowledged. "Many more Albans like Selenians. They see us as a breath of fresh air compared to those in the East. Besides…they clearly didn't hate Prince Leonid enough to kick him out of the country.

[ ]

There must be more to this than meets the eye. We must get to him as soon as possible. And that means sending someone to meet him in Breifne."

Couple spots where it probably makes sense to drop in some character reactions. Though are you sure it’s a good idea to just stroll into Alba there, Melchior? Since I didn’t exactly get good vibes about the place from the prologue.

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"...A pity we can't send Team Sandstream," Arian remarked. "They're from Alba. They'd know the culture."

"They would know. But I'd have to object to that, even if they were fit to go."

Elvira: “Wait, what? But why?” .-.

"Ah!" Arian was startled, before looking to the counter. Perched behind it was Diarmuid. "Oh, sorry, Diarmuid. Didn't see you there."

"Sorry. Couldn't help but overhear your conversation. But don't worry," the Gliscor quickly added. "Your secret's safe with us about that." He jabbed a pincer towards the letter.

"Thanks, Diarmuid," Melchior replied. "...But what do you mean? Why would you object to sending Team Sandstream into Alba?"

"Because of events that happened some ten years ago," Diarmuid answered. "I won't go into the specifics about it all. But the end result was that Gráinne and I, along with Conall and Caitríona, fled our village of Ardmacha and left Alba altogether to settle in Selenia.

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Part of why we left was…disgust with the culture. The idea that anyone could worm their way into a position of power, just because of how strong they are…it didn't sit right with us, especially after what had happened."

Oh, so Team Sandstream would get reamed as weaklings that couldn’t hack it in their homeland with a culture like that. I can already tell.

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"What happened?" Arian wondered.

"That's not relevant to this conversation," the Gliscor immediately shut down. Arian, reminded of his unintentional prying, guiltily kept his mouth shut. "The point is that Ishmael, Axel and Lillian…they all know it. They all know that strength isn't everything. Strength can't keep a family fed. Strength can't bring back loved ones lost to you.

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They're not stupid. They were like us. They saw that when Ardmacha lost its Chief…it lost its soul. We all left the country and never came back. We still haven't gone back, and we have no intention to. Not even for something like this."

Elvira: “Oh gods, what on earth are we getting ourselves into here?”
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"...Is that so?" Melchior's face showed a small hint of disappointment. "...It wasn't like I could ask for their help anyway, given their condition. Hmm…who instead?"

He looked at the two mercenaries before him. He seemed to consider options and weigh up the thoughts in his head, before making a decision.

"...Arian. Elvira. Could I…entrust you with this duty? The duty of meeting with Prince Leonid?"

>fielding two junior members into a potentially hostile land where “might makes right” is another day ending in “y”

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"Hold up." Arian thought he'd heard wrong. "You want us to go meet with Leonid?"

Yeah, I know, I’m surprised too, Arian.

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"I do. To be honest…apart from the marshals Yuliya and Branislav, I can't think of anyone else," Melchior responded. "I can't go to Alba and leave my Guild members to fend for themselves against Mitrofan, who's actively seeking us out right now.

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Team Anima wouldn't be familiar enough with the dry desert terrain of Alba. As well as that, they tend to look down on nobles. Team Mindfist would weather it a little better, but I don't believe they have enough experience for a long trek across Alba."

IMO, you should namedrop “Yuliya and Branislav” as opposed to “the marshals”, since Mitty also has marshals at the moment.

"But we're the newest team you have," the Riolu pointed out. "How come we're your first choice?"

"...Because of the familial connection." Melchior looked at Elvira as he said this. "You being the daughter of Fernblade Kallias, Elvira…that might give the Albans cause to listen to you too. Fernblade Kallias is known all across Ardalion, and especially among those in the mercenary sphere, which Alba is heavily involved in. I know you don't like being compared to your father, but…"

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"...I don't. I want to forge my own path as a mercenary," Elvira replied. "...But I see where you're coming from, Melchior. It's a card I'll play if we need it. …Just know that I won't be shouting it from the rooftops."

I’m surprised that Diarmuid isn’t interjecting here. Since given what Diarmuid implied about their culture, you’d think that “hey, my dad used to be a Grandmaster” would be about as likely to win respect as it would be to act as a magnet for every village tough in Alba seeking to make a name for themselves tanning the hide of “Grandmaster Kallias’ kid”.

"I'm not expecting you to," came the guildmaster's reply. "I wouldn't place a burden like that on you. ...Are you both okay handling the mission I've entrusted to you?"

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"...Yes, Melchior. We are," the Treecko responded, with some degree of determination.

"...I suppose if you really think we're the best…" Arian replied, though he still didn't feel confident that they were the best choice.

Diarmuid:
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Arian: “Diarmuid, you’re supposed to voice objections in the story so that way we can actually react to them…” >_>;

"That's the spirit." Melchior couldn't help but smile. "Go and make preparations. It's going to be a long trip to Breifne, in Alba's north."

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"And across a desert, too…" Elvira acknowledged. "It won't be a joke, that's for sure."

"But where do we prepare?" Arian pointed out. "We can't go into Kamengrad, because the knights might see us."

Hitch a ride on a Tropius Carrier? You are small enough that you could probably fit without weighing them down or drawing too much attention.

"I've considered that. And I've made alternate arrangements," Melchior revealed. "There's a village to the north of here by the name of Kitesh. It's along the main road from Selenia to Dresilia. In fact…it's where Lex and Isaac are staying. You can make your preparations there."

Oh hey, new place. I wonder if we’ll get to see this village much or if it’ll essentially be a one-scene wonder.

"Lex and Isaac are there?" Arian replied.

He had mixed feelings about this; on the one hand, he and Lex were on good terms with one another, but on the other, he wasn't looking forward to the inevitable beratement from Isaac about not keeping his mouth shut. It would be just like the Espeon to deliver a cold, hard truth in a manner that did not soften any blows.

The underlined is part of the reason why I feel that more of the fallout after returning to the Irian Guild should’ve been shown off more, since it’d have teed up this whole dread of running into Isaac again a bit better.

"They are. In fact, they There was a bit of a personal angle for them since the two hail from that village. But they'll be able to help you out, no doubt," Melchior replied.

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"...I say we don't waste any more time," the human said with initiative. "The sooner we go to Alba and bring Leonid back to Selenia, the sooner we can overthrow Mitrofan and end this nightmare."

"Agreed," Elvira seconded.

Some suggestions for tightening up Melchior’s dialogue a bit. I feel like the “with initiative” part of your speech tag for Arian would work better as a detail that’s more proactively shown in detail, ideally before he starts speaking.

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"Then…I suppose it's farewell, for a while," Melchior said. "You've been working diligently for the past few weeks. You certainly have the work ethic of most mercenaries, that's for sure. You're already proving to be an asset to our Guild. That's why I feel confident to entrust this mission to you."

Is Melchior saying this to Arian, or Team Elpis as a collective. If it’s the latter, it might make sense to beat it over the head harder for your readers with something like “you two”.

Though I’m just noticing that this part of the scene feels a little talking heads at the moment. Throwing in some extra description to set Melchior’s mood more might have been called for.

"…Thanks, Melchior," Arian said. He would feel flattered if not for his self-doubt.

"Now then…go and meet with Prince Leonid.

Make the Guild proud." Melchior stood out of the way of the door, and watched the Elpis duo leave the apothecary's. [ ]

"...How do you do it, Melchior? Where do you find them?" Diarmuid asked jokingly, shaking his head. The Swampert shrugged in response.

"What can I say? Good fortune?"

The underlined spot feels like it should be “shown” more, while it probably makes sense to have a bit more of a transition to teeing up Diarmuid joining the conversation again. Even if I’m still surprised that he had no commentary at all about the idea of sending a couple kids to Alba given that he apparently has bad feelings regarding leaving it to the point where he just never wants to see the country again.

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"So…the village of Kitesh is along the road we were on, where the church was," Elvira directed, looking at a map. Once again, they were travelling through the limestone fields, stepping over large stones and leaping over limestone slabs. "We just need to keep heading north from there."

The underlined IMO should be pulled forward and expanded, since you’re missing a bit of scene-setting to establish your new location here at the moment.

"Right, then." Arian paused as he righted himself on an elliptical rock. "Are there any Mystery Dungeons along the way?"

"Not according to this map, no," the Treecko answered. "It should be an uneventful trip. …Hopefully."

Aaaaand she jinxed it, I can already tell.

"Famous last words," Arian half-joked dryly, inwardly hoping his partner's words would prove true. I don't need another confrontation with knights. Not after yesterday… He shook his head in an effort to dispel those negative thoughts.

See, even Arian agrees with me here. :copyka:

They eventually rejoined the road north, and walked north, back the way they came. They soon passed by the church they stayed at, and happened to see the Noctowl priest from before.

"Thanks for letting us stay!" Elvira called to him.

"Not at all!" the owl called back. "May the Creator guide your path, you two!"

So how has the church not gotten into more trouble with Mitrofan up to this point in the story? Since you’d think that this would be grounds for him to at minimum start confiscating properties as a “no, stop that” gesture. ^^;

That was the last conversation they had with another person for a while. The trek to Kitesh was rather quiet, with them only seeing the occasional passerby merchant. Thankfully, no knights crossed their path.

They left the Karstlands and found themselves in the grassy uplands of the Nagoria oblast. This area was still quite rocky, just like the Karstlands, and stone walls separated the fields from the dusty road. Looking around him, Arian could see this area as being a bit more inhabited, with the occasional stone cottage, next to which were fields in which berries, oats and other crops were being grown.

I’m admittedly not really feeling the way that the zoom-ahead here is handled. I would suggest trying to expand things a bit in order to better sell the idea of time passing. Alternatively, if you don’t mind losing some nuance, you could’ve condensed most of the earlier stuff into this scene here, since admittedly aside from the encounter with the Noctowl priest, it was all “on the road” stuff that could’ve just as easily happened out in the Nagorian uplands.

"I remember from that book I was reading," Arian mentioned, breaking a small period of silence. "They say the hero Gamaliel came from here, apparently."

Huh. I wasn’t expecting this random place to actually be backstory-important. I wonder if it’ll also tie into something in the present day.

"That's true." Elvira said, remembering her partner had indeed been reading a book on that period of history. "This was the worst affected region in all of Selenia during the Famine two hundred years ago. Nowhere in Selenia escaped it, but Nagoria got hit the hardest."

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Oh, well that got dark fast.

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"...I suppose if you were in the middle of it all, you would feel compelled to do something about it," the Riolu murmured. "Hey…have you thought that maybe the situation with Mitrofan right now is similar to the one two hundred years ago?"

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Arian, I get that it’s not exactly Super Happy Fun Time™ in Selenia right now, but there’s not just straight-up mass death and Selenia being transparently made into a plaything for the Eastern Alliance like there was back in the day.

"...Honestly? No," admitted Elvira. "Back then, people were dying en masse, to the point where bodies piled up because people were too weak to bury them properly. More to the pointMost importantly, it was the neglect of Tsar Rihard and the outside force of the East that played into the awfulness of the Famine.

[ ]

This time, it's an inside force that's put things out of whack. But not so much that it can be compared to the East's leadership. Say what you want about Mitrofan…but he hasn't caused catastrophe to the level of the Famine two hundred years ago."

I feel that the whole bit about “Tsar Rihard” doesn’t quite fit the parallelism of “our problems were from outside”, since a neglectful Tsar is still an internal problem. It might have been worth playing up that it was his neglect and him not standing up to the East that caused the Great Famine.

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"...I guess you're right," Arian agreed, seeing his partner's point. Still…that doesn't mean he's a good leader we shouldn't overthrow.

The underlined IMO should be pulled forward and expanded. And yeah, it’s like the whole saw about getting shot versus some less serious injury. Just because it beats getting shot doesn’t mean the alternative is necessarily something you’d want in a vacuum.

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"The worst part is that if this all works out, Prince Leonid and us will inevitably be compared to Tsar Kaloyan and Team Hope," Elvira went on. "But it's not an apt comparison. I don’t know how I would feel about that, really. It would be disrespectful to all those that perished two hundred years ago. It's not comparable to the Famine War. It just isn't."

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"...Let's cross that bridge when we come to it, maybe?" Arian suggested. "Let's worry about that when Mitrofan's overthrown. Let's just focus on the path ahead of us."

"Right. Of course."

Considering the rumblings I’ve heard through the grapevine about what Leonid’s like, those worries were certainly prescient on Elvira’s part. :copyka:

They continued along the road. Once again, it was another beautiful day, with the sun shining brightly. Alas, there was no pleasant sea breeze like there was back at Elvira's house. Thus, the warm day was ever so slightly more unpleasant.

Unpleasant how and why? Be a bit clearer about that.

Elvira's words in Cyan Cove about the warm climate in Selenia recently came back to him. And these thoughts seemed to compliment passing words from two Pokémon who happened to be tending a field they were passing by.

"Gods, if only we had some rain…We haven't been having much at all recently."

"Why hasn't it been raining?"

"Dunno, boy. But we'd better get some soon, otherwise we ain't gonna have much of a harvest. And I'll bet Ol' Mitt won't come to help us either."

I actually kinda wonder in retrospect why this hasn’t been played up more in the story in little background mentions. Since it was a big enough deal to get mentioned as an issue in the Prologue, but the entire time, we haven’t really seen any rivers or lakes or bodies of water visibly lower in level than they ought to have been (e.x. if Ozerograd’s lake had visibly receded from where it used to be by a few meters) or background characters chiding each other for wasting water, which would’ve acted as nice reminders of “oh yeah, there’s a drought”.

"It's a shame. I was actually kind of excited for him. I think he might do things differently, you know? Because Kliment sure wasn't that great either…"

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Hm. Guess some people didn't like Kliment either, Arian observed. I guess you can't please everyone. …Still, though. The harvest might fail? That's not good. Especially given what Elvira and I were just talking about…

He worried about this matter all along the trek to Kitesh.

Arian, he killed everyone else in Metody’s family. Just saying. You should already know that there are some red flags about the ruler that Kliment used to be.

Arian: “Yes, but Metody is an ass. And by all accounts, so was the entire rest of his family, so that doesn’t count.” >_>;

Around early afternoon, they saw a wooden arch with writing atop it reading 'Welcome to Kitesh'. As they crossed past the town's perimeter and into the town itself, they looked around. It seemed to be relatively small, with not a huge amount of traffic going about the town. There was the odd merchant peddling their wares, as there was in nearly every town, but overall, it was a quiet place. Fitting for a town in what was perhaps Selenia's most rural oblast.

Arian: “Wait, wait, wait. Isaac’s really from here? I wouldn’t have pegged that for someone who was so… bookish.” .-.
Elvira: “Arian, I would like to remind you that I live in a rural area normally, and my house has a better library than many market towns. Don’t be so quick to presume like that.”
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Walking through the street, Arian and Elvira looked around them. At the very least, by the looks of things, there did look to be enough services in the town that they could reasonably prepare for their trip to Alba. A Kecleon Shop, a Klefki Bank, a Kangaskhan Storage - all the facilities were here, much to their relief.

Oh no, the businesses are run by monospecies mafias here, too.

Team Elpis were about to hit up the Kecleon Shop and get started on their preparations. However, movement from another building drew their attention.

The door opened in a house across from them. Outside stepped four figures - a Nidoking, a Rampardos…along with a Cranidos and an Espeon.

Oh, hello Lex and Isaac. And hello Lex and Isaac’s presumable parents.

I’m admittedly not really feeling this first paragraph in this section though. It might be worth showing them more explicitly starting to get into motion for the Kecleon Shop / deciding to go there before they get interrupted.

The latter two were recognised by Team Elpis. And in turn, Team Mindfist recognised them.

"Hey! Arian! Elvira!" Lex called.

"Lex!" Arian called back, perking up a bit. "Good to see you!"

"You too, man!" The Cranidos trotted over to them. "How're you doing?"

Ditto the first paragraph in this section. It feels very “told” at the moment while it might have been more interesting to show Team Mindfist recognizing Team Elpis from their reactions.

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"...As good as we can be at a time like this," Arian murmured. "But hey - the knights haven't got us. Not yet, at least." Look on the bright side, I guess.

"That is a good sign." Isaac chose that moment to intervene. "Proof that Mud Bomber Melchior is a diligent thinker. …A pity it had to come in a situation like this, where one of our own let loose the details. The knights didn't even have to send in a spy."

Lex: “Isaac, didn’t you already bring this up back at the actual guild?”
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Isaac: “Yes, and? Am I not entitled to give a reminder of how we’re currently suffering the consequences of a flub that Rhiannon wouldn’t have made when she’s younger than these two?” >:|

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"I didn't mean to!" Arian cried, once the Espeon turned a look of accusation his way. "I'm sorry…I-I'll try and be better in future."

"Here's hoping you keep to that," Isaac returned. "We can't have our secrets being leaked to our enemies all because one of our own can't keep his mouth shut."

Arian: “I got the point the first time you said that, really.”
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Lex: “Isaac, I just want to point out that you’re the one talking about the Guild in public right now, just saying…”
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"Don't blame him, Isaac," Elvira criticised. "Arian wasn't the only one at fault. We all were. We should've realised someone as crafty as Metody would have spies in every corner of his own town."

Isaac: “It’s a major trading center. Mitrofan has Iria watched and you discovered that first-hand. Did you it really not occur to you that Rusalka would-” >:|
Arian: “Okay! Okay! We get it!”
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"Hmph. Never underestimate the sly ones," the Espeon retorted. "Miss nothing around them. Because they will take full advantage of what you miss."

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"Hey, Isaac. Give it a rest, will you?" the Nidoking said. "These things happen. And they said they'll keep an eye out the next time. What more do you want from them?"

Isaac: “For them to get the message and not make foolish mistakes like this in the future?” >_>;

"Yes, Isaac," the Rampardos joined in. "They're your friends. Don't be mean to them."

[ ]

"...I'm merely reminding them to be vigilant," Isaac defended. "When you're an outlaw, you can't be anything but. Get complacent and your enemies will capitalise on that in an instant."

Arian: “... No, you’re definitely being mean since you’re clearly talking down to us like we’re stupid.” >.<
Isaac: “No, I’m talking down to you. Since you frankly are stupid to talk about the Guild’s location in public! Seriously, how on earth did you make it past your first day’s orientation without that getting drilled into your head?!”
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"...Er, anyway." Lex chose to change the topic to try and prevent his partner from ruffling more feathers. "Why are you here, you two?"

"Well - " Arian was about to answer. However, the conversation with Isaac just now made him stop himself before he could reveal their mission. "We can't talk about it here. It's a secret."

"See, Ise? He's learned his lesson," the Cranidos said to his partner. He then turned back to Arian. "...But what is it?"

Isaac:
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Lex, I swear to the gods…

"How about you come inside and tell us?" suggested the Nidoking, before looking at the Rampardos. "Irma, would you mind getting the stuff for tonight's dinner?"

"Of course, dear," the Rampardos promised, before kissing him on the cheek. She then left for the marketplace.

"...Now then. Come in," the Nidoking offered. "We'll discuss it over some tea."

Oh, so that’s Lex’s mom. Can’t tell if the Nidoking is Isaac’s dad or Lex’s or both if he remarried at some point.

"So…Prince Leonid, eh?"

The house, as it turned out, belonged to Lex's parents. They were the Nidoking and Rampardos that were accompanying Team Mindfist. By the looks of the house, which looked quite nice although not too fancy, it seemed they were doing alright income-wise.

Oh, well I suppose that confirms that their dad remarried at some point. Since even with your “children can be either parent’s species” system in this fic, there’s no way that Irma’s the biological mother to both Lex and Isaac without a lot of hoop-jumping involving Transfer Orbs involved.

Team Elpis sat down in the kitchen with Team Mindfist, while the Nidoking, who introduced himself as Shura, brewed some tea. He then gave it to them, and they told him and their fellow mercenaries about their mission.

"So Prince Leonid's alive after all, huh?" Lex said. "Who would've thought?"

"I had an inkling those rumours weren't mere bluster," Isaac stated. "That being said…I am surprised he's in Alba. It must be a move of desperation, after the East rebuffed his efforts to take back his country.

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…If I must be honest, that's a foolish move on their part. If they worked to take back his kingdom, they would have stronger reassurance in an ally of theirs, and they could turn Selenia against the East's greatest enemy, Alba, and use them as a point to start invading from. But they've lost that chance now,” he continued. And if Leonid strikes up an alliance with the Albans and rebuffs the East, then we might be in danger of more West-East polarisation. That was a missed opportunity. I didn't think Annibale and Pyrrhus were that short-sighted enough to miss an opportunity like that. Then again, not since Empress Minerva have we ever had - "

"Ise," Lex interjected. "You're rambling again."

I get that Isaac’s meant to be rambling here, but I do wonder if his dialogue is long enough that it ought to be at least two parts, especially since the “If I must be honest” appears to come after a pause in Isaac’s speech.

"...Apologies," Isaac finished, although there was a sense he was somewhat annoyed at being cut off.

The underlined is something that IMO should be shown off through concrete character reactions, since it’s very “told and not shown” at the moment.

"...I'll be real. All this political mumbo-jumbo's beyond me," the Cranidos went on. "The whole point is, get Leonid, overthrow Mitrofan and Selenia'll be safe again."

And that is precisely why you’re not the main protagonist, Lex. In a fic that vibes as hard after Fire Emblem as this story, of course there’s going to be a huge “political shenanigans” component to it.

As for Lex’s brilliant plan to bring peace to Selenia…

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I can already tell things won’t be that simple.

"Essentially," Arian replied. "At least…that's what we hope." After saying this, he was then reminded of the conversation he overheard during the trek to Kitesh, and realised something.

Even if Mitrofan's overthrown, there's still a whole lot wrong with the world to be sorted out. Like this unnaturally hot spell Selenia's been having. That's some divine power Mitrofan can't control. …Maybe after getting him out, we can turn our attention to figuring that all out.

Bold of you to assume the story’s going to let you getting away with waiting that long to deal with your spot of climate change, Arian.

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"Well, I wish you the best of luck," Shura said in support. "You've been good friends with my boy and Isaac. It's good to meet you two. …Oh, which reminds me."

He turned his attention to Elvira. [ ]

"Elvira, is it? Is it true you're the daughter of Fernblade Kallias?"

"...Yes," Elvira chose to answer. There's no point hiding it. "I am."

[ ]

"...I never knew the man had a kid," the Nidoking said. "Like father, like daughter, eh?"

Elvira: “... Er.. and just what do you mean by that again?” .-.

[ ]

"...I suppose. But…I want to be my own person," the Treecko told him. "I don't want to ride on the coattails of what my dad achieved. I want to develop my own style of fighting, and become known as a legendary mercenary in my own right. Dad himself said he'd rather I did that."

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"...You've a point there," accepted the Nidoking. "Not every parent wants their kid to follow in their footsteps. I mean…not even four years ago, I was a bricklayer struggling to make ends meet. And my boy Lex was learning all of what I'd learned and gaining all of my skills. I'll be honest, I didn't want him to become a bricklayer like me.

The pay's awful, and I didn't want him going hungry once he became an adult 'mon. So imagine my surprise when Lex showed up at the front door one day after being missing for a while and said, 'I wanna be a mercenary!' I was surprised, but…I accepted it. Being a merc's far better than being a bricklayer. And Lex can hold himself in a fight, so he's fit to be one."

I feel that this must be a Commonwealth artifact, since unionized bricklayers in the states can make some fairly comfortable hourly wages. Granted, given that Selenia has been doing well™ in the last five years, I can’t imagine that’s been good for the local job market or economy at all.

"I sure can!" The Cranidos smiled proudly. "We've beaten a load of outlaws already. And yeah, I'm not a thinker…But Ise can do that for me!"

I take it that Melchior basically used Lord Agafon as a cutout to turn those Outlaws in, since… yeah, not sure how they’d be able to deliver them to law enforcement in Selenia otherwise given that the entire Irian Guild are officially outlaws themselves.

"...I can't do all the thinking," Isaac returned. "In a scenario where we're separated from one another - which may well happen - you're going to have to fend for yourself on the strategy side of things."

"But strategy's hard…" whined Lex.

Isaac: “(Boy are you not helping my anxieties about you being on your own at all right now.)”
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"Find a way to get around your aversion to it," Isaac replied. "At least your muscle memory's proving to be quite good. Try to use that to your advantage to overcome your…problems with strategy."

"...I guess I'll try that when we train next…" Alas, the Cranidos didn't sound that confident.

Lex: “Um… attacking the enemy until they keel over counts as a strategy, right?” ^^;
Isaac: “Better strategies, Lex.” >_>;

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"...Moving on from that." Isaac turned his attention to Team Elpis. "You said you needed supplies? We'll help you with that."

"Yeah! Anything for friends." Lex perked up a bit after the strategy conversation. "We know where everything is in Kitesh."

[ ]

"Well, off you go, then." Shura waved his hand toward the door. "I won't keep you boys. Go and help Arian and Elvira get ready for their trip across Alba."

As the four mercenaries got up to head out, they heard the front door open. [ ]

"Ah, that'll be Irma," the Nidoking said. His hunch was confirmed when the Rampardos walked in. "Hello, dear."

I feel like you have quite a bit going on here in terms of actions and mood shifts that isn’t really communicated at the moment but is probably worth laying out more explicitly for your readers.

He looked at what she held. In one hand, she held a bag of items. But what was in her other hand caught his attention.

"A letter?"

"Yes. The Tropius mailmon gave it to me," Irma informed.

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"Oh!" Lex seemed happy. "It's a letter from Sis! She hasn't written to us in a while!"

The underlined IMO should be pulled forward and expanded before Lex starts speaking there.

"That's true. She hasn't done it for a while," Shura acknowledged.

[ ]

"Your sister?" Arian tilted his head. "You never told us you had a sister, Lex."

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"Well, I do," the Cranidos revealed. "But, well…"

"There's a good reason we never mentioned it," Isaac immediately took over. "Lex's sister is a knight."

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Oh, well that got awkward quickly. I do feel that it’s probably worth showing off the shift in the mood in the room as the topic starts heading here.

"A knight?!" Neither member of Team Elpis were prepared for this revelation.

"Yeah, she's a knight," Lex confirmed. "I don't really bring it up in the Guild much, because, you know..."

… Their sister’s Ludmila, isn’t she? Since just saying, it would line up with Lex and Isaac’s parents, and would be the missing Nido kid that’s not in the family right now.

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"It would cast unwarranted suspicion towards Lex," Isaac explained. "But you don't need to worry about loyalties with him. Lex is committed to our cause. And should he think otherwise…I'll bring him back in line."

"Yeah," Lex reassured. "I mean, I love my sis and all. But…I'd never turn away from being a merc."

Surprised that Team Elpis aren’t pressing to find out who wrote that letter right now, though I suppose that it would be a bit of a touchy and uncomfortable ask for these two.

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"...Does it worry you, though?" Elvira queried. "Your sister being a knight. Being on the opposite side of us. If the two of you meet…what's going to happen?"

"Well…hopefully that doesn't happen," Lex replied. "But if we did…maybe we could talk it out? I mean, I'm not good with words, but…I could try and tell her to stand down. …Maybe I could even get her to join up with us!"

Just saying, if Lex’s sister really is Ludmila, I really don’t think that that one’s going to work.

"...I wouldn't get your hopes up for that, Lex," Isaac advised. "But all the same…given your bond, it may be worth a shot."

See, Isaac knows what’s up there.

"Yeah.

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…But enough about my sis. We got supplies to get," the Cranidos said. "Mom, Dad. I'll read the letter when I get home."

The pause here IMO works better getting rendered with something in between focusing on Lex’s mood or reaction or something like that.

"Of course, Lex," Irma permitted. "Now go and help Arian and Elvira."

The two teams left the house, leaving Lex's parents alone, gazing at the letter that Irma had placed on the table.

"I do hope those two don't meet each other and end up fighting," the Rampardos said with concern. While she spoke, Shura got a small knife from one of the drawers and slit open the envelope.

Two things were in it - a letter, and a cheque.

Oh, so we are going to read this letter after all. Guess we’ll find out if my guess that Ludmila was Lex’s sister was on the mark or not.

"...There it is," muttered the Nidoking, taking hold of the latter object. "What keeps us out of the slums. What keeps us from going hungry. I'll cash it later."

Wait, there’s slums here in Klimet? Though I feel that this is admittedly a bit at-odds with the characterization of the house as being described as “it seemed they were doing alright income-wise”, since you’d think that if the family’s dependent on one earner to get by with a relatively comfortable lifestyle, that unless they’re bad with money, that they’d life fairly modestly beyond a couple smaller splurges precisely to hedge against something happening to that breadwinner.

"I'm glad she was able to get a good job like a knight. And rise to such a high rank, too," Irma commented. "But…I can't help but wonder. Is she doing the right thing, serving under Mitrofan? And worse still…now that Lex works as a mercenary…she might well be the one assigned to hunt him and the other Guild members down. If they cross paths and end up fighting…" She shut her eyes. "I don't want to imagine it."

>high ranking knight
>female
>has to be either from Cranidos, Eevee, or Nidoran evolutionary line

Okay, yeah, I’ll eat my hat if this Ludmila isn’t Lex’s sister.

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"They're both adults who made their own decisions," Shura replied. "We did warn Lex what he was getting into, but he was dead set on becoming a merc. At the end of the day, we can't stop him if that's what he wants to do. We'd be bad parents if we stifled him."

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Though I suppose if nothing else, they’re definitely respectful of their children’s decisions in life.

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"Even so…I don't want the two of them to have to fight each other," Irma expressed worriedly.

"They'll sort it out between themselves. Maybe Lex is right - they might not even meet each other to even have that conversation. …Of course, I do hope things work out. They were very close as children. It would be a great shame if they ended up having to fight one another."

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I for one, am looking forward to the eventual confrontation between Lex and Ludmila(?), since the very fact that it’s brought up as a possibility seems to point towards it happening sometime down the road.

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"...Let's just see what she has to say." Shura unfolded the letter. Irma came around to his side of the table and read the letter with him.

Hi Mom and Dad,

I hope you're in good spirits. I know it's been a while since I last wrote to you, but I've been quite busy in Iria lately, tending to my duties in keeping the city free of criminals. Master Mitrofan's been saying I've been doing an excellent job and that I'm an asset to him. I'm flattered to receive praise like that from him. I sure wouldn't have heard praise like that before he started ruling our land five years ago.

>I've been quite busy in Iria lately, tending to my duties in keeping the city free of criminals.

Okay, yeah, Ludmila wrote this letter. Though I do wonder if it’d have made sense to use indent blocks to set the letter’s text apart from the surrounding scene, since it’d stand out more on a forum like this.

I hope to visit Kitesh sometime soon, whenever I can. Maybe if there's a mission that takes me up that way, I might see if I can pay you a visit. Unfortunately, the way things are, I think Master Mitrofan would prefer I was stationed in Iria. And I think that would be for the best, too. Maybe you could come and visit me in Iria? I'd be willing to send over more money to make that happen.

Team Elpis:
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Though that actually makes me wonder if Team Mindfist has met their sister since they started working for the Irian Guild, or if they’ve just stopped due to the risk of something happening.

"Go over to Iria?" Shura considered that. "Perhaps. We haven't been there in a while." He and Irma continued reading.

Recently, we've had a bit of a ruckus in Iria. You might have heard the news that Hinnerk's been defeated in Ozerograd. I'm glad about that, and so is Master Mitrofan. No one liked that underhanded thief. But the problem is that the pair that defeated him call themselves Team Elpis and are beholden to the Irian Guild, who are bent on taking down Master Mitrofan.

They actually appeared in Iria, and I nearly caught them, with the help of Master Mitrofan and Metody. But the Church took them into sanctuary. And you may not believe this, but the Pontifex of all people was there. And of all the things to do, he mocked Master Mitrofan like he was a nobody! Stuck-up Dressie priests - they're all the same. How dare he come into our country and tell us what to do!

Yeah, this is totally Ludmila. She was literally there for this episode that is described in this section of the letter. Though this is a really big block of text. I would recommend breaking it up into two smaller paragraphs.

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"The pontifex?" Shura hadn't been expecting to read that. "Now that's a surprise. He was in Iria?"

"Seemingly. But look, Shura." Irma pointed to the name Team Elpis. "Team Elpis…that was what Arian and Elvira called their team, wasn't it?"

"It was," the Nidoking recalled. "Oh dear…so she's already after Lex's friends..."

I do wonder if this should’ve been the point that Team Elpis started to logically wonder “wait, have we met Lex’s sister”? Since they’ve heard enough at this point that they’d logically put two and two together that the knight who wrote this was one of the ones who chased them into the Cathederal in Iria and that she wasn’t just a background mook given the explicit mention of being high-ranked.

There's also those rumours about whether Prince Leonid is still kicking. I hope they aren't true, but somehow, I feel like they might well be. I won't lie, Mom and Dad. I'm worried about what will happen if it is true. If Leonid manages to regain control of Selenia, then we risk returning to Kliment's days, where just about everyone with some kind of authority hated my guts and nobles could buy their way to powerful positions.

I believe that you were asking about why Pokémon here in Selenia seemed apprehensive about the Ruslans coming back to power, Arian…?

That won't happen, though. If it ever comes to that, then I'll fight tooth and nail to keep him off the throne. I won't fail in my duty as a knight of Master Mitrofan, and I'll strike down any enemy that crosses my path.

Oh yeah, that’ll end well™, I’m sure. Though it sure is an unfortunate predicament that Lex’s family is in that if Mitrofan is booted in favor of Leonid, or even if Ludmila just winds up getting permanently incapacitated from her duties, that they’ll be plunging headfirst into the poor house.

I actually wonder how Lex and Isaac rationalize how things will manage to work out. Especially Isaac, since he doesn’t strike me as the type to just take things on the faith that something will work out like Lex might.

That's all the news I have to tell you for now. Hopefully I'll be able to write to you more frequently if business in Iria doesn't keep me from the parchment.

Your loving daughter,

Ludmila.

I KNEW IT

Notes

How many of you saw that coming?

I mean, I kinda suspected it after noticing Lex’s parents and rationalizing that it was unlikely that you’d roll a literal who Nidorina as a knight when there’s another female Nido knight that’s well-established in the story. The mention that she was high-ranked was the giveaway even before the actual letter contents since there’s only so many knights of that caliber in this story. ^^;

Then again, how many of you expected three letters in this chapter? I didn’t either. I’ve no idea how that happened. Funny how things fall together.

Huh. There really are three separate letters in this chapter. At first I thought that this was referring to Ludmila’s letter being in sections, but no, there was that one from Elvira at the start, and the one from Sansarn about halfway through.

Now for place name lore dump. There’s a few name drops in Sansarn’s letter - let’s go through them.

Navarra is named for the region of the same name in Spain. Ithiki is a corruption of Ithaca, the Greek island. Breifne is named after the medieval kingdom of the same name in Ireland.

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These “name backstory” sections are always fun to see. Though I wonder if these were largely picked “just because”, or if you do deliberate allusions / meta references with the different IRL place names you lean on.

And finally, Kitesh, name-wise, is based on Kitezh, a mythical city beneath the waters of Lake Svetloyar in central Russia.

Huh. The more you know. Though I actually wonder if it was a bit of a missed opportunity for the water theming to not be leaned into a bit more. Especially if Kitesh in this setting is being particularly affected by the ongoing drought and is now short on water to the point where things that would normally be covered by water weren’t.

Alright, this was a bit of a beefy chapter, so let’s get to the part where we give the long and short of things for when there’s not time to spare for wading through several thousand words of commentary. The TL/DR of things is that I liked it, it’s a bit of a “cooloff” chapter, but frankly one that’s well earned after the past two chapters of action and tumult, with the aftereffects carrying over into this one given that Team Elpis and the Irian Guild as a whole are basically in uncharted territory now, especially since we’re about to properly move into the part of the story where Team Elpis goes to Alba. You seemed to get a lot of mileage with showing your characters grappling with the new status quo, with the reveal of Lex’s family life along with his sister being a prominent antagonist being a pretty big
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moment when I saw where things were going with the hints you laid out and then saw them get explicitly confirmed in short order.

That said, I do think that there were some rough edges that held this chapter back. I don’t think it was as bad as in Chapter 20 by virtue of this being a less action and choreography-focused chapter, but you still had some recurring issues with underdescription and talking heads segments. Beyond that, there were some sections where I wasn’t really feeling the phrasing of a few lines or saw moments where you seemed to say the same thing over more than once. The letter formatting this chapter also didn’t quite do it for me. I get that some sites like the Pit of Voles are very limited on options for making “letter text” stand out from the normal story flow, but at least here and on AO3, indents are an option, and they’d likely be a visually cleaner way of getting to the same destination. Lastly, but perhaps the most crucially, I felt that the chapter kinda passed up the opportunity to show off the whole immediate aftermath of Team Elpis returning to the Irian Guild. I mean, it was there, but huge chunks of it were basically dealt with via after-the-fact summarizing in a way that basically had me wondering why we weren’t just seeing them play out in proper scenes that might’ve stuck with the readers a bit more since it’d be a chance to show Arian and Elvira confronting the disappointment and anger directed at them face-to-face in a way we don’t really get until their encounters with Terran and Isaac very deep in this chapter.

Though I fully understand if you opt to let sleeping dogs lie, and in the end, I feel that what you do have here still works well enough to keep your readers invested. Good stuff, @Arukona , and I’ll be looking forward to seeing where things go from here now that Team Elpis are off to drier and more Gaelic-vibing corners of Ardalion in the imminent future.
 
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