Chapter 3: Draco's Success
Draco kept his eyes shut as the jellyfish swam toward him, tentacles extended. He was thinking of what his ideal Final Smash would have the effect of. Finally, and with no warning, a jet of green light erupted from the tip of his wand, headed for the jellyfish creature at top speed.
Just before striking the creature, however, the jet of light changed form, this time taking on the appearance of a skull with a snake protruding from its mouth, a mark that greatly bothered Draco. The mark flew toward the creature and exploded in its face, knocking it into the sky with a twinkle as though by a star and leaving a hole in the ceiling. Drops of acid were all that was left of the creature as the Dark Mark vanished alongside the jellyfish.
Draco opened his eyes again to see small wisps of smoke floating up from his wand. He tapped the tip of his wand with his thumb and forefinger, and the faint green glow dissipated at once. He brought a hand to his head and collapsed against the wall, exhausted from the Final Smash weardown. Everyone else saw the attack as wellattack instantly rushed over to see where the creature had gone. Palutena sighed heavily.
"If that jellyfish thing is that persistent, I have the feeling we'll be seeing it again much later," she said, looking up at the space where the jellyfish had vanished.
"That can't be good," Red agreed, absentmindedly stroking Squirtle's shell. "I've heard of creatures like that...they're meant to be really rare, and really powerful. That creature...is an Ultra Beast."
A/N: Ooh, cliffhanger! Will the Ultra Beasts prevail in the trophy world? Or will the smashers have the last laugh?