[attr="class","illie i"]well,
psychic bears some fruit...
the move does nothing to actually move the red stone but with each attempt at tugging, something
odd happens. the artificial sun reacts in ways she doesn't expect. it distorts, shifts, as if unable to hold shape if the stone is moved. her eyes dart from stone to sun and back to stone. the pieces move into place, fitting perfectly in a puzzle.
"the stone," she murmurs. her eyes dart for a moment to
Greyson Connors and then back.
"i think it's the cause." attacking the spot where its housed only seems to agitate groudon further, as well... hm. it's no coincidence the sun falters when the stone is disturbed. primal energy, the red stone, groudon. she's certain, now, that the stone sticking from its body is painful. perhaps she'd even go as far as to say this entire rampage is directly caused by the stone.
and, really, that's what fuels her next move.
her head whips around, as if searching for something. her eyes fall on
Remiel Calcifet , first, for a moment. the smile she flashes him is almost feral. and then, she's continuing her search until she finds it.
the only other person she knows able to withstand heat. her lips spread until her face is bright, happy, almost excited.
"Stormy Silph ," she calls, raising an arm to wave to woman down.
"meet me at the stone!" she doesn't need to glance back to know greyson will follow, will provide support to the duo on their endeavor. she recalls her ponyta for a moment before shifting into the arms of her dragonite.
"bring me right next to the stone, i'll heal your burns as we go."the dragon huffs but obliges. claws dig into her skin, as if she'll slip from its grasp otherwise. it only stings a little, quickly eased over by the
pink mist she steadily bleeds. the mist grows, ebbs, flows, until they're close enough. and then, she's concentrating, pulling mist in close until it's wrapped around each part of her and dragonite's body like a shield. finally, she brings one more piece to the board. a flash of red and then, her cofagrigus is floating beside them, the possessed coffin's form wavering slightly from the sheer intensity of heat.
"protect," she murmurs toward her cofagrigus.
"focus as much of it as you can on my arm, please." the telltale white shimmer of protect falls around them in moments, majority of it wrapping around her arm. an extra cushion, really, should her
healing mist fail during this. and then, she's looking to
Stormy Silph , flashing a wild smile.
"you ready? pull as hard as you can," she shouts, her voice carrying on the wind.
"on the count of three!" her arm extends, dragonite keeping her level with her side of the stone. she's close, close enough to place her entire palm on the stone. she lingers, glancing up to ensure stormy is in position.
and then,
"one, two," a pause, the wiggling of fingers,
"three!" and finally, a hard yank.
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tl;dr |
- realizes the
red stone and fake sun are connected
- looks for
Stormy Silph to help her with her plan
- dragonite flies her close enough to touch the stone
- calls out cofagrigus to float beside them
- orders cofagrigus to use
protect- wraps her and dragonite in
healing mist and
protect, majority of both focused heavily on her arm
- yanks at the
red stone in unison with
Stormy Silph , trying their hardest to pull it fully out
- i'll heal u groudon bby pls don't be mad