Within the ancient Crown Shrine,there lie Moltres with flames growing more faint like the grey ruins
Yet like the Crown Shrine, they both fight to remain-Moltres to express his wrath. A howl swirled around the winds dancing with its master,Articuno appearing.
'Moltres?'
The weak flames took up the silence,wishing their rant would be heard.
'Moltres,Zapdos is gone. I realise that you were involuntarily dragged into a fight with that urchin as was I. You are evidently in ill health so I will not fight you despite the unprovoked attack. Let us eat in peace.'
Articuno slowly levitated higher leaving the tingles of the cold vapor slithering around the floor.
Yet there was no sound of the fanning of the flames and wings.
Articuno continued 'Moltres, come with me. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. You famished for these fruits. Fruits which are going to be out of season soon'
A harsh whisper emerges stating 'Articuno, do you honestly expect for this to just be forgotten? This always happens. T-There's always a dispute...You two always ruin the feast. This one for instance started over a joke. A joke which Zapdos decided to take as an invitation to battle;
Moltres staggers yet his voice grows more stronger.
'I came here to eat. Now I leave to spread fear'
'What do you mean?'
The voice grows into a gutteral flame filled with rage 'What I mean is this, you two are going to have the fright of your lives'
A vortex swirled around Moltres and the flames expands like cloaks in the winds.
Articuno's eyes lightened up before releasing a chilling blast yet it was sucked up
Before long Articuno got blasted by the weeping malicious air,feeling the demonic flames crawl around it.
Articuno folded back into a cocoon before announcing 'NO!' and his body became rigid.
His wings emitted a silver flash and he hurled himself at Moltres like a meteor yet Moltres used Fiery Wrath causing Articuno to turn.
The onslaught continued with the ruins crumbling with Moltres' wrath seemingly growing larger.
Articuno weaved and weaved and flew around the roof with the vortex causing the roof to release itself to its sheer relief.
It sent a landslide of rocks and dust towards Moltres.
Moltres struggled to lift his shriving wings as they were shaking with weakness, with fatigue but one clap reflected the rocky coffin towards Articuno with a stream of winds.
Like a ragdoll,Articuno was bullied by the rocks shoved around whilst glowing dust screwed up his sight making him see the darkness.
'Now it'll be the end. Suffer in the Hurricane'
'Trick Room'
A room filled with squares blazed through the arena before disappearing.
The rings around the vulture's eyes thin with perceived humiliation and he roared 'IS THIS MEANT TO MOCK ME! I DO NOT NEED SPEED TO DEFEAT YOU'
Articuno hardened his wings, becoming like steel.
His closed eyes shone with psychic energy and they winced with each heavy snap.
A purple shadow was growing within the void.
It seemed to grow more brighter until the harsh winds couldn't contain the shine of its eyes
As the windy slashes of the Hurricane tossed the rocks far out the Tundra, the purple shadow launched itself towards Moltres with a discharge of debris following suit.
The dust surrounded the air with its large body containing the smell of cobwebs.
The shadow caused a rift between the clouds on the ground and with his arms forming a X and its eyes containing the glimmer of pain,Articuno said 'I hate dust'
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