Chapter 15: Crisis in the North
Tabby gaped at the sight of the furious power rolling towards Nerevor. Corinth had never given any indication that he was so strong. His magical strength made up for his physical shortcomings, but he'd never, ever displayed magic on this level.
Any novice facing that spell would have died instantly.
Unfortunately for Corinth, Nerevor was no novice.
The man didn't even move, didn't even blink as he watched the blizzard approach him. Seconds later, the gale was upon him, enveloping him completely in a storm of cold fury. Tabby had seen what frostbite did to people, and it was one of the reasons she didn't like Ice magic to begin with.
Granted, being burned alive was probably no better, but to each their own.
Regardless, a regular person would have found the blood frozen in their veins, limbs turned to little more than shriveled blackened husks of their former selves and…well, very, very dead.
The gale pulsated three times, the icy winds howling and snapping around each other…and then it exploded outwards, hundreds of ice shards the size of her forearm screaming out from the center and embedding themselves wherever they chose to land. One hurtled towards the main door of Sanctuary, but purple light flashed and intercepted it, crumbling it to powder before it even got to the doorstep.
Nerevor stood unharmed, his back to Sanctuary in the same pose he had taken up when releasing his power.
"Vanessa!" Nerevor shouted, his voice still carrying from the street with ungodly volume. "See to it that Sanctuary is secure! Do not open the doors until absolutely necessary!"
"ATTACK!" Corinth screamed. "BROTHERS AND SISTERS IN ARMS! ATTACK NOW!"
With a shout of fury, another blizzard stormed from his fingertips to slam into Nerevor. Arcs of electricity screamed in the sky and hurtled down to incinerate Nerevor from above as storm magi lifted themselves into the air and began their assault. A number of magi that specialized in the Ground type stepped forward and hooked their fingers into claws, pulling and shoving at the ground. Quakes began to rip through the ground, shaking foundations of buildings and causing the very soul inside of Tabby's body to quiver uncontrollably. Moments later, the snow-covered, frozen ground split open. Gaping chasms with sharp rocky teeth opened to swallow Nerevor, snapping shut every so often with enough force to atomize anything caught in them. More blizzards howled from the hands of the opposing forces, freezing everything in their path. And just when Tabby was sure that there was enough magical force to wipe Sanctuary and especially Nerevor off the map, the Liberated started giving him more. Fire magi leapt into the air and started raining down fireballs and fire storms from the sky, more storm magi leaping into the air and sending horrible twisters to amplify and fan the flames.
Nerevor fought them all.
The wind and fire was sucked into one of his outstretched hands, condensed into a ball smaller than the palm of Tabby's hand. The electricity bounced off of a transparent ward above Nerevor, fizzling out into sparks as Nerevor spread his hands again. The flames rolled out in a blistering wave of power, washing over the Liberated and forcing them to scatter in a panic. Wards went up to deflect the worst of his power, while some more of the Liberated struck back with rocky spires big enough to pierce the buildings around them. Most of them hurtled towards Nerevor, though some once again veered off to slam into the shields surrounding Sanctuary. The wards vibrated under the strain but held, though dust rained from the ceiling and the crowds standing in the foyer. The lights flickered as the youngest of the crowd began shouting and screaming.
Vanessa swore under her breath and summoned magic, floating in the air. "Anyone with children, students of Sanctuary, and those below the age of 16! Please relocate to the quarters and commons accommodate those who don't have room! Move out!" The crowd shuddered and began to move as one, flowing towards the halls. "Security team! Escort the younger and make sure everyone is orderly! If you are over the age of 16, you may stay if you wish! Please don't run! Do not panic!" An ear-shattering boom rumbled outside in the street as the furious 50-one-1 magical rumble continued. "We will hold them! Keep moving!"
Another terrible rumble, and the lights flickered again. Floyd stirred next to Tabby and started for the stairs.
"Floyd, where are you going?" Tabby asked.
"To suit up!" he replied. "Nerevor is going to need our help!" He didn't wait for a reply, but instead sprinted up the stairs to his room.
"He's right," Vanessa said, landing back on her feet. "Nerevor can defend, but there are fifty of them out there, and they're bound to get lucky soon."
"What about the senior students?" Tabby asked. The foyer was far from deserted, but the security team was doing a fantastic job of filtering out the masses. No one else was staying behind besides herself, Vanessa and Zero.
"Between you, me, Griffin, Zero, and especially Floyd, I think we can take them," Vanessa said with smirk.
Right about then, a great woof split the remaining crowd middling in the lobby as Griffin and his Stoutland returned from upstairs. Griffin had his standard look plastered on his face, with a grim tone hidden underneath. His hand was clutching a canister of some sorts.
"Corinth is guilty as charged," Griffin said as he approached, shaking the canister. Another boom shook the framework of Sanctuary. "Though I'm guessing he's outed himself already."
"Right," Vanessa said. "We're fighting."
Griffin let out a grunt. "Is that right? Best not keep the kid waiting then. How many?"
"About fifty."
"Fantastic." He glanced around their little group, then looked at Tabby. "Where's your boyfriend?"
Despite the situation, Tabby felt herself flush. "He's changing into his armor, and he's not my boyfriend."
Griffin smirked. "Right. Well then. It'd be rude to keep Corinth waiting for the fight he so wants."
"So let's give it to 'em," Zero finished.
As one, they left the main entrance of Sanctuary behind and stepped out into the freezing cold, where the war against one man was still being waged. A furious light flashed as soon as Tabby and the others stepped onto the frozen pavement, and a brilliant arc of lightning ripped from down the street and towards the four of them. Without even flinching, Vanessa flicked her hand and summoned a great pillar of earth before the blast. The electricity slammed into it with enough force to pulverize flesh, but sank into the earth and fizzled out. With another flick of her wrist, the pillar was sent tumbling towards the Liberated in a wall of death, forcing some of them to stop their assault on Nerevor to take it down before it rolled over them.
Nerevor risked a glance backwards, and Tabby's heart skipped a beat. He had definitely been holding, but it had only been a few minutes, and he was already looked a little ragged. "Vanessa? No, no, you must go inside! We…look out!"
A hail of firebolts seared from the sky, turning the dreary night into a palette of blooming oranges and reds. Tabby ran forward and held her hands aloft, the firebolts changing course and heading straight for her instead of their targets. It swirled together into a massive inferno, one that began to escape her control even as she tried her best to manage it.
"Blitz!" Tabby called, her arms quaking with the strain. Her trusty Infernape loped next to her and snarled, the flame on top of his head roaring to a crescendo and absorbing the fire that swirled in a blaze above Tabby's head.
"INFERNAPE!" he shrieked, rushing forward and clapping his hands together. A shock wave surged from the action, and moments later, a wall of flame that made Nerevor's pale in comparison boiled forth, melting solid stone and steel and practically giving away a free burn to anyone who looked at it. There was much screaming from the Liberated as they grouped up to defend it, mostly Ice magi this time. Corinth led them, shouting as they raised the remaining snow from the ground and formed a frosty wall for the fire to chew away at. An explosion bloomed as superheated steam rushed towards Tabby and her friends, quickly blocked by Nerevor's ward.
"You must retreat," Nerevor said, squinting as the steam billowed around their protective sphere. "They are only after me. If I am slain, the Sanctuary wards will persist with greater strength. There is no reason to risk your lives!"
"I agree with you, Nev," Zero said, unclipping a Pokeball, "but we can't leave ya behind! You carry this team! And besides, I've been itching to kick some ass for a while now!"
"We're with you," Vanessa said.
Nerevor nodded. "If you refuse to retreat, then so be it." He glanced forward, the steam beginning to clear. "They are getting into a formation. The storm magi are occupying mid-air, while Corinth is leading a charge of Ice magi. Ground magi are, well, on the ground, and some Fire magi have taken to the skies as well. Tabby, Vanessa, I will need your help dealing with the Fire and Ground attacks. Zero, Griffin, you must go on the offensive. Do what you must, but we must strive to show restraint wherever possible."
The crack of Pokeballs filled the air as Zero released his Pokemon. He hopped aboard a giant shiny Cryogonal, while an Alolan Sandslash and a Mamoswine stood tall, roaring their respective names. "Alright guys. You listen to Nev, and do what he says. Snowflake, we're takin' the fight to them!"
"Cryo!"
"No more games!" Corinth shouted from the other side. "Anyone who sides with Nerevor is a traitor to their own community! KILL THEM ALL!"
"Defend yourselves!" Nerevor shouted.
A battle cry roared from both sides despite the limited participants, and the fighting began in earnest.
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"As you can see, ma'am," Olivier said to the screen in front of her, "the Northern Quarter is in complete uproar. I've never seen such fighting before and…well, I believe that Nerevor is behind all of this."
She spoke to the Sinnohian Government, each member connected via secure video call, and even worse, the Sinnoh Pokemon League Champion herself: Cynthia. The woman had aged like fine wine, the many years as Champion and the responsibility that came with the position barely having any effect on the lines of her face or the beautiful shade of blonde in her hair. Her blue eyes stared at Olivier so intently, it was almost as though she was actually in the room with her. Of course, the rest of the government council would have a say in what was to come, but Cynthia was the one Olivier needed to convince the most.
"And what are we to make of these plans and diagrams that were sent to us, Olivier?" Bertha of the Elite Four asked. Her ripe old age hadn't done anything to dull her mind unfortunately. "A bomb of sorts? A weapon? Even if old Nerevor is citing conflict up there, I doubt even he wants to level the city."
Cynthia nodded. "I agree, Olivier. The situation doesn't look good for you. We need answers now." There was a murmur of agreement.
Olivier's heart began to sprint, though she kept her face calm. "Ladies and gentlemen, if you'll take a look at video being shown." She nodded to her assistant, who brought up security footage from the Hub raid. It showed Floyd dashing around in that armor of his, taking out her guards and infiltrating the building. "As you'll see, this man infiltrated our main base of communications with you and the rest of the world. We have reason to believe that he is in league with Nerevor, and deliberately induced sabotage in order to shift the attention from their recent war efforts onto us."
Lucian of the Elite Four grumbled over the call, pushing his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose. "Nerevor's a good man, and an even better magical scholar. I've never got the impression that he was malicious of any sort. Dangerous? Absolutely. It's magic. Even I don't fully understand the limits of it on the human body, and I am still in practice. Nerevor is much stronger than me, stronger than any human alive as of now. But he was never…deceptive."
"Then we have all been played for the fool," Olivier said. "Earlier today, a group of insurrectionists came to me with evidence of his crimes and asked for my help in reinstating a more proper leader of the magical community. Some of our fundamentalist magi who have joined our ranks went with them to talk out a deal with Nerevor and…well, you can see for yourselves." She waved a hand, and the assistant shifted the camera feed to the CCTV footage overlooking the deepest parts of the Northern Quarter.
It was a miracle the camera was even still functioning. Even from here, Olivier could feel the raw magical forces being slung back and forth between Nerevor and Corinth's little band of rogues. A blast of lightning that quite literally could have torn apart an army ripped forth across the screen and dazzled the camera, sending it into a convulsion before the feed cut out and was replaced with static.
"Nerevor has turned violent, and is attacking them even now." Olivier hated this part, but she needed to win their trust, otherwise she was going to have a lot more problems than Cynthia and her friends coming to check up on her. "Ladies and gentlemen, I must ask you; why would I ever plan to demolish a city that I have worked so hard to maintain? In the years you have put me in charge here, complaints and violence have dropped to their minimums for the first time since the Magical Education Act that was put in place at the end of the Galactic War! People are safe here, but for how much longer, I cannot say. If you give into the lies Nerevor and his friends have spread, then you are letting them win this…letting them win my city."
The Elite Four, Cynthia, and the other bean counters of the government cut Olivier's audio from the call and began to deliberate as Olivier stood rooted to the spot, waiting for judgment.
And suddenly, she was absolutely sure that the Psionic was watching. She could feel his presence, like someone was walking on her grave.
The second they came to a conclusion and decided to take her out of power, the Psionic was going to kill her.
A bead of sweat rolled down Olivier's right temple as her audio was restored and Cynthia began to speak.
"Oliver…the circumstances are most definitely suspicious. But…given that you can't create magical forces of that magnitude without trying, your story has some merit. This insurrectionist in your formal report was named Corinth, correct?"
"Yes, ma'am. He was one of Nerevor's closest associates, and was frequently seen in the Northern Quarter."
Cynthia nodded. "If he truly is resisting against him, he must have a reason to do so." She shook her head. "I want this conflict solved, Olivier. We all do. The last thing Sinnoh needs is more anti-magic sentiment. We allowed you to govern Snowpoint under the explicit condition that you find a way to negotiate permanent peace between two hostile communities." Olivier had to hold back her snort; they hadn't put her there. "You've nearly accomplished this, and you are right; hostilities in your reports have been at an all time low. We've heard nothing but warm regards from visitors entering and leaving Snowpoint. So…we're choosing to give you the benefit of the doubt. But do not think of this as getting off scot-free. It is a warning; get Nerevor and the magical community under control now. Afterwards, there will be an official investigation to tidy up any loose ends…on either side of the story. For now though…"
"I'm still in charge?" Olivier asked.
"Yes," Cynthia said. "Do not make us regret this generous change of heart, understand?" Olivier nodded, relief threatening to turn her legs to water. "We expect an update in the next two weeks. Do not disappoint us."
The call ended, and Olivier visibly swayed on her feet, leaning against the desk as she blinked rapidly.
"Ma'am?" her assistant asked. "Should I…"
"Leave me, now," Olivier said, not looking up. "I need to…catch my breath."
The assistant swallowed and left the transmission room wordlessly, the door sliding shut with a hiss behind him.
"I know you're there," Olivier said when he had left. "I suppose this means you don't have to kill me."
"No, I suppose not," the Psionic's voice rang in her mind. "Impressive work, Olivier. For once, our hopes weren't dashed on the craggy shores of your ignorance. Dare I say…you've done well." Olivier let a small smile pull at the corners of her mouth. "Oh, but don't take that satisfied look just yet, my dear. You may have—narrowly—avoided a rather painful death, but there is still so much work for you to do. Nerevor is still not dead, and your anomaly still lives as well. I give you the same message that Cynthia just did; do not disappoint me."
The Psionic's presence faded from Olivier's mind as her legs really did turn to water this time, forcing her to sit down in a chair as she watched the Northern Quarter rip itself apart.
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A roaring curtain of flame slashed towards Nerevor's line of defense, just as hot and terrible as the last one. Tabby stepped forwards and raised her hands with a shout, orange light flickering beneath her skin as the flames rushed to devour her.
"Redirect, Tabby!" Nerevor shouted. "Do not waste energy absorbing! Redirect!"
Tabby let out a quick breath and waved her arms above her head in a fluid motion, letting the flames wash over her but not consume her. They responded to her call, becoming less chaotic as she reshaped them into a ring, then hurtled them back towards their enemies. The street went up in a blinding flash of light as the flames exploded, trying their hardest to chew through enemy defenses. The ones on defense tried their hardest to quench them with Mist and other wards, but that took way too much time.
"Blitz, don't let up! Flame Wheel, everything you got!" Tabby ordered.
She copied the acrobatic Pokemon's actions, flipping into a cartwheel as flames kickstarted around the both of their bodies. Landing on their feet, they launched the attack forward as it swelled to quadruple the original size and slammed into the opposing forces. Once again, blinding flashes of light overtook the street, leaving Nerevor open to attack. Psychic energy surged and grabbed a few stragglers who had pushed up, likely those specializing in the Fighting type needing to get close. They were seized with pinkish-purple auras of energy, picked up, and slammed into the ground with titanic force. Some began screaming, and some were either knocked unconscious…or worse.
"Incoming, Vanessa!" Nerevor shouted.
Tabby's eyes flicked upwards and saw the terrible beam of electricity arcing straight towards them, ready to fry every atom in her body. Vanessa was up to the task however, and slammed her hands onto the cold asphalt. The ground heaved and folded, then snapped up in a giant wall of earth and rock to absorb the electricity. The explosion was much greater than the previous attack, and blew Tabby and Blitz off their feet, causing them to roll behind Vanessa and Nerevor's line of defense.
"Are you okay?" Vanessa asked, picking Tabby up.
"Fine," Tabby responded, glancing upwards again. Another hail of comets blurred towards them, and before she could get the breather she wanted, Tabby was up again.
Flexing her arms, Tabby rocketed into the sky with the aid of a foot-powered Fire Blast and lashed out with a fiery whip, striking the comets out of the sky. They roared as they were torn apart, and blew embers every which way that threatened to sear the skin from her body unless she protected herself. Tabby bunched herself together, calling upon the raw magic of Normal, and formed a Safeguard around herself, the mystical air dispelling the simmering particles from around her. Nerevor caught her with Psychic force as she landed, then struck back with an attack of his own. He flung a titanic blast of air the Liberated, who were forced to scatter even more as the strong winds picked up debris, people, and even cars and flung them hundreds of feet away.
So in the Liberated's response, a Dragonite took the skies.
"Drago…!" Tabby heard the impending doom in the Pokemon's call even from all the way down here. Her magical senses detected a surge of Dragon energy and all at once…it started.
Six, seven, nine, twelve comets all screamed from nowhere and were upon them at once, falling almost too fast for her to track. Griffin acted fast and slammed his forearms together, and in response, some of the cars lining the street lifted themselves off the ground and flew to his call. They soared into the skies and knocked comets off course, most into Sanctuary where they pounded into the wards and disintegrated into dust. Mamoswine and Sandslash also helped where they could, flinging Ice Beams and giant icicles into the sky.
But they missed one. The meteor was so close, it was hard to look up and not see its burning surface.
"Zero!" Vanessa shouted nervously, covering her head with her hands.
But Zero and Snowflake soared up to the task, the eccentric Gym Leader squinting into the meteor's harsh light.
"Sheer Cold!"
"CRYO!" The Crystallizing Pokemon took a deep breath and exhaled, a wave of, well, sheer cold billowing forth to wrap around the Draco Meteor. It was chewed apart instantly, and the wave of cold continued up and up, rushing towards the Dragonite who had fired off the attack. Tabby heard its squawk of shock then closed her eyes as the gale enveloped everything and exploded with a flash. Nerevor's gnarled hands closed around her shoulders and pulled her down as the world began to tremble from the raw power output, more waves of cold radiating from Snowflake's powerful attack. When all was clear again, the street looked like a picture-perfect winter wonderland. Frost had covered every surface except for a 10-foot radius where Nerevor had put up yet another ward around them. The holes and melted asphalt from the blasts of heat and fire had been completely frozen over or filled with fine, powdery snow. Even the earth itself had split open, snow and ice forcing its way into microscopic cracks and tearing its way free. The Dragonite from earlier had crashed to the ground, encased in a shimmering block of ice.
"Where the hell did they get a Dragonite?" Vanessa asked. "Olivier would have disappear-ed them if she found out there was a Pokemon that powerful in the city!"
"But we wouldn't have." They all looked over at Griffin, whose face was locked in snarl. "Damn it! Even if they are betraying us now, it's likely that most or all of Corinth's friends have been living in Sanctuary, or at least close to it. They wouldn't have gotten their Pokemon taken away because Olivier was afraid of Nerevor's response. And now we're the prime targets."
"Fernape!" Blitz cried, pointing fervently.
Tabby followed his finger. "Oh, Arceus."
The cold mist across the way was clearing. The Liberated seemed to have liked the near success that Dragonite brought.
So they brought more.
Several Charizards, Golem, and a multitude of Haunter and Gengar. A small collection of Kadabra, one Alakazam, one more Dragonite, and worse still, a legion of Magneton and Magnemite swarming over the horizon.
"It's over!" Corinth shouted, a wild look on his face. "You're outnumbered and outmatched! Surrender Nerevor and we may just let you live! Resist…" He flexed his fingers, a wand of ice forming in his palm. "AND YOU WILL DIE! DECIDE!"
"Nev," Zero said, glancing over at him. "The senior students…we can…"
"No." Nerevor said. "Corinth will not spare anyone personally loyal to me. But as I said…" He swallowed. "The wards will become ten times as strong if I am slain. You must all shelter inside and wait for the League to come to you."
"No!" Tabby protested. "We're not going to let him kill you!"
"Do as I say, Tabby!" Nerevor snapped. The pained look on his face nearly made her cry. "Please…I can't lose you all too."
Tabby set her jaw and looked forward. "If we're dying, we're dying together."
"Agreed," Vanessa said, the ground crackling around her. Griffin set himself as well, and all of Zero's Pokemon let out a battle cry, stomping at the asphalt.
Nerevor shook his head, but a small smile tugged at his face. "Mad fools, all of you." Purple light flared once again behind his eyes as Kazam teleported beside him. "Especially you, my friend. Flee from here at once."
"Alakazam!" Kazam shouted, clasping its hands together. Psychic energy even stronger than some of what Nerevor had been putting out began radiating from its yellow body.
"Have it your way, my friends," Nerevor said. "And…thank you."
"FINE! ATTACK!" Corinth screeched.
The crowd of Pokemon and disgraced mages surged forward as one, pinpoints of power flaring to life in almost every space. Whipping firestorms, raging thunderstorms, the biting cold of blizzards and…
A power she didn't recognize?
The first attack was flung, a thunderbolt that would rend the flesh from their bones…and exploded against a white dome of light. The battlefield was clogged once again with smoke.
The Liberated stopped in confusion, staring at Nerevor.
He looked just as confused.
"Nerevor, was that…?" Vanessa started.
The smoke cleared once again…and standing in between her friends and the Liberated was a man in armor that seemed to blend with the black sky above, only visible from the remaining streetlamps that weren't destroyed and the shimmering white light that flowed around his fists. His cloak stirred in the slight wind, more so as he crouched down into a battle stance.
"Well, well, would you look at this my friends!" Corinth shouted, his sentence turning to a laugh halfway through.
The white light flowed through Floyd's entire body and lit his entire form.
"It looks like the hero of the day has come out to play!" Corinth sneered. "One chance, hero. You're looking for a way home, yes? Nerevor likely has materials or research forbidden to the rest of us. Join us, and we…what are you doing?"
Floyd was lifting one arm high above his head, the other arm sweeping underneath to join the first. His gloved hands met in the middle, then were drawn back to his sides wordlessly.
"You have one chance to leave," Floyd said. "If you stay, you will die."
Maybe it was the fact that Corinth was playing on Nerevor's pacifistic nature, or maybe it was that Floyd had used the word "die". Whatever the case, the threat seemed to work wonders on the man, as he visibly flinched and took a step back. "You're one man in a combat suit! I don't care how strong you think you are, do you really think you could defeat all of us?" His friends jeered and raised their voices, even the wounded who were being supported by some of the healthy. The Pokemon all unleashed blasts of lightning or fire or ice into the sky, and the Magnemite swarm became excited as it came closer to Floyd. "Magnemite!" Corinth said, regaining his composure. "Kill him or capture him! I don't care which!"
"Magnemiiite," the swarm buzzed, coming closer.
"Floyd, move!" Tabby pleaded. She began to run forward, but both Blitz and Nerevor held her back. "What the hell are you—"
She stopped in her tracks, looking upon Nerevor's lined face.
He was in awe.
Tabby turned back to her friend, who crouched lower and lower until he was basically in a rooted squat. His power surged…and the world began to shake apart. The pavement cracked. Debris was lifted off of the ground and began to swirl around his form. The white light around him reached a dangerous maximum, died, and then flowed into his cupped hands in the shape of a rapidly expanding ball.
A transfer of the horrendously strong energy from an aura…to an attack.
Everyone watching knew what was about to happen, including the Magnemite. With a collective screech, they all surged forwards, electricity leaping between each individual Pokemon to blast Floyd to smithereens.
"Protect Floyd!" Nerevor shouted. "Move!"
They ran forward as a collective group, magic surging between everyone there. Stopping behind him as to not be a target of the furious energy gathering in his hands, Nerevor went first and raised a powerful ward against their attackers just as the Magnemite and Magneton unleashed their array of Thunders and Thunderbolts. It was as though a hurricane had formed just around them, a horrific amount of energy gathering on top of them and turning everything a vivid yellow. Nerevor instantly went strained, struggling to keep his spell alive. Vanessa went into a rooted stance and thrust upwards, more pillars of earth flying together to create an unbreakable dome of solid dirt and rock. The attacks pounded into the earth, chipping away at their structure with every passing second.
"Griffin! Tabby! Put…put your hands on me! Give me…your energy!" Nerevor said through grit teeth. They did as he asked, and Tabby could feel magical forces radiate from her very being and flow into Nerevor, the same from Griffin as well. It was just as well that they did that, because Corinth let out another scream of a command, and the Liberated began firing at all cylinders. More Fire Blasts, Thunders, Hyper Beams, Ice Beams, gigantic pillars of rock slamming into the ward over and over again. The Magnemite refused to let up, the Pokemon refused to disappoint their masters, and the magi of the Liberated so desperately wanted them all dead.
"FLOYD!" Tabby screamed, shutting her eyes. "DO IT!"
The world shuddered again, it was going to come apart. She couldn't hold it, couldn't do anything, couldn't…
Right as her hand nearly slipped from Nerevor's arm, Floyd shoved his hands outwards with a violent shout, the loudest she'd ever heard his voice in the month she'd come to know him. It was a terrible, guttural sound filled with unyielding power and something ancient, older than Tabby could even begin to comprehend. The white light gathered there shuddered and vibrated, then expanded outwards in an overwhelming wave of energy. Floyd's power…his light blew away everything in its path. The dome of earth Vanessa worked so hard to conjure was shredded to atoms, exposing the Liberated and their Pokemon. Tabby could only watch for seconds before she was forced to close her eyes due to the intensity of the light Floyd gave off, but she both heard and felt the thundering howl of the energy as it ripped up stone and steel alike and destroyed all in its path.
Anyone who somehow managed to take no notice of the fight in front of Sanctuary was quickly snapped back to reality as the Northern Quarter went up in smoke and a fiery display of white light.
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Far away, he awoke.
He had never felt power like that.
Interesting.
But a fluke.
And if not…
It would be snuffed out.
He felt the last dregs of the power fade away.
He faded away too, into a deep sleep.
But he would remember.
A/N: Really liking Thursday as update day. Gives you all something to read or save for Friday. Stay safe and happy reading guys.