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Katherine's eyes narrow as she surveys the chaotic scene. The cacophony of thundering roars assaults her senses just as the fear-inducing reverberation surges through her, eliciting terror and fright to bubble within. She can still hear the sound of Zacian's blade striking the Ting-Lu's bowl ringing in her ears when she steps forward, her gaze snapping from one familiar face to another.
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PENELOPE LIVY and her posse remained to her left, and the trio of illeana reyes , Greyson Connors , and aaron faust were to her right. The Malevolent makes no effort to add to her peer's instructions, allowing the coveted to take charge whilst she continues to silently judge and condemn those around her.
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Her Mimikyu stands motionless beside her, a vacant stare in its beady eyes. And then she sees him, Greyson Connors , the first culprit of many. Her successor.
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Driven by a ruinous terror, Katherine issues a command to her Mimikyu, her voice low and dangerous. "Blow it all away," she whispers, her words dripping with venom. And with that, her ghostly creature unleashes a pink typhoon, copied from maverick noah ryder 's SPRINGTIDE STORM. If successful, the fragments Greyson sought would be caught up in the swirling winds, carried deeper into the tomb, far from his grasp and beyond his reach.
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"Connors," she calls to him, "follow your orders and sate your curiosity later. Am I clear?"

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- katherine tells her mimikyu to blow the dark fragments away.[break]
- mimikyu uses COPYCAT on maverick noah ryder 's SPRINGTIDE STORM in an attempt to do so / stop Greyson Connors 's vespiquen from collecting the fragments.

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[attr="class","bisc"]The second Scotti opened his mouth, there was zero doubt where he came from. His Galarian brogue was obvious, deeper when nervous. When he heard the dogs—the guardians of Galar—had been sighted, his curiosity got the best of him. He remembered Grandma telling stories of their gallantry, her trademark cookies now crumbs in the grandkids’ laps.

It’d taken a lot of convincing to get his sister to let him go. “It’s history in progress! Come on!” The fight continued until Bubbe and Jangle stepped in—paw and rock on his shoulder. ”Just keep your distance, Scotti. Promise me. Obviously, he didn’t plan on throwing himself into an active war zone. Getting shot wasn’t at the top of his list. Sure, he was a legal adult, but that wouldn’t stop her from making his life miserable if he snuck out.

So, as he promised, he hung back at first. His eyes watched the conflict with awe.

Another gong rang as the dog’s sword collided with the moose’s bowl. A shiver of fear went through him, his heart pounding. When scared, however, Scotti tended to freeze. His hands curled up into impotent fists, his breath escaping in harsh little puffs. The third time it happened, his eyes widened. Headphones. Duh. Seconds later, his earbuds were buzzing with the notes of a random pop song.

Whether this worked or not would be hard to tell considering the moose let out a devastating earthquake. As fear washed over him, the brunette’s composure snapped. A dragon—injured by the moose—crashed into the earth in front of him. Shoot!Like a Bunnelby, he bounded out of the way, finding himself knee-deep in another confrontation.

Labrador eyes widened when he spotted actual kids in the fray. What were they doing here? A deep resonant noise drew his gaze toward Ting-Liu. His heart jumped into his throat. 

As the pre-tremors approached them, Biscotti turned to face the two legendaries. The dog was dripping black. His lips pressed into a thin line as the destruction drew nearer. “Screw it! We’re helping him!” His hands stretched out toward the dog. “Bubbe!” He alled to his Runerigus. She twisted her core stone, her version of an attentive stare. “Use Crafty Shield!” As the air in front of him began to glitter—the devastation closer than ever—he frowned. “On the dog! Not me!”

With a shudder, the best imitation Bubbe had of a sigh, she did as asked. But, at the same time, she wrapped her tail around her stubborn, silly boy. A wail emerged, powerful tendrils launching him—aiming to keep him out of the earthquake’s path.

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• Claims he's here to observe. Immediately interferes.
• Plugs his ears with earbuds trying to deaden the dread.
• Has Runerigus use Crafty Shield on Zacian
• Tossed into the air by Bubbe in hopes of escaping damage from the vibrations

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parker is here for a number of reasons. 1. she's pretty sure if she ignores something of this magnitude, Cillian Quinn isn't going to give her a pass again. 2. she's up shit creek already and fuck it, she lives here, and she'd like to see the world keep moving in all its shitty glory, thank you very much. and 3. fucking nomi is here. 1 and 2 are farts in the wind compared to her third reason.

'cause she's pretty sure nomi saved her life and debts always need to be paid. 

it's organized mayhem. her earpiece is crackling. this isn't some low level shakedown. this is a war front and she's pretty sure that mangy mutt in front of them is some sort of super-pokemon. the deerling's ramen bowl wearing cousin makes her brows furrow. she's no expert on pokemon by any means, but what in the shit?

"the tomb. right." parker nods to amulius and both raise their fists in unison. her fingers shake as she curls them, heartbeat skittering and breath coming in short gasps. fear crawls down her throat and splashes around in her insides. but she swallows it, shoves it down, and with the help of valerian's light screen, attempts to clear a way for them.

amulius blitzes forward; fire burns from curling feathers, a supernova heat meant to clear some of the fray so the scientist and her bodyguard can advance.

SWORD RAID

blaziken uses flare blitz to attempt to clear a path to the tomb.

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