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All these brushes with death left her feeling so alive.[break][break]

The Tablets of Ruin on Wo-chien's back burned and blazed with the names of those who'd wronged her here. Her skirmish with Eva Morales left her grinning with vindication after the defeat that had ruined her in the Petalburg Woods. Her duel with PENELOPE LIVY left her irritated and amused at the similarities she shared with that loathsome woman now.[break][break]

And another name remained lit afire, though its source had yet to be found.[break][break]

Interdream mist rippled all around her as she slipped deeper through the caverns, solitary as a shadow in her pursuit of him. The intelligence had positioned her quarry as not far along now; half of her couldn't remember why she'd wanted to kill him so terribly, and half of her was riddled with the thrill of adrenaline at having come so close to her quest's conclusion.[break][break]

"He deserves this," hissed the voice of one patron in her mind.[break][break]

You promised her this, she'd remembered of her moonlit pact with the other.[break][break]

More and more memories filled her with the resentment that Wo-chien demanded from her, and it rewarded her with a strength that seemed to defy the limits of her own humanity. Where she walked, the earth shrank into itself, succumbing to desolation with each quiet footstep onwards into hell.[break][break]

She didn't think to look behind her as she ventured deeper; hesitance invited doubt, and she'd banished all such thoughts from her mind.[break][break]

She remained unaware of the huntress behind her, relentless as the sun stalking the moon into the night.

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days of missed whispers, sifting through reports flooding in from all sources, her own inquiries too subtle to draw attention, too weak to help her pinpoint where she is. there are reports of other underbosses on the field, catastrophe left in their wake. sightings made by whole encampments, ships sunk, but Elisabeth Fiorelli remains elusive.[break][break]

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"these people would gladly leave ye ta rot."

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and deep, deep down, she knows it is for herself that she searches tirelessly. it is with selfish hands that she peels apart the undergrowth to smell the rot. there is a mark upon her heart, barbs and toxins stripped bare when she turned tapu fini down, uncovering the avaricious seed nestled deep in her aorta. [break][break]

i will protect you, she told alexander.[break][break]

she did not.[break][break]

i will stand by you, she told fernando.[break][break]

she did not.[break][break]

i will heal you, she told king. [break][break]

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Wisps of pink curled from Elisabeth's fingertips, stretching behind her in roseate ribbons that enshrouded her in a thick, barely-visible cloud. She breathed the scent of it in, oddly calmed by the sensation that had left kyle lopez raging with a BERSERK madness elsewhere in this place.[break][break]

Why had she ever feared such a thing so terribly? That memory of mind-numbing terror as Tapu Fini loomed over her felt distant and faded, like it belonged to another person.[break][break]

A weaker person.[break][break]

Emboldened, Elisabeth wreathed herself in her mist like ethereal armor, casting her surroundings in a dim pink glow as she delved further into the dank and dark.[break][break]

It intermingled with the Interdream Mist, leaving most none the wiser of the powers at play here.

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she is prepared for what's to come. sleepless nights, a reputation asunder, a relationship slipping through her fingers like sand - none of it matters. none of it can penetrate the armor donning her flesh. silver gleams. the copper stains from the previous weeks' battles have been cleaned with a reverence undeserving of the underboss. [break][break]

and yet she thought it right to wash away the impurities, to distance herself as well as she could from the amalgamation of grief and fury and vengeance that festers in elisabeth's skin. [break][break]

the dragonair grow restless. ribbons of light wrap around freya's boots, greaves, drifting over the array of pokeballs at her hip and out, around muted gold, wisping at the edge of her cape. her bow rests in one hand, the other twirls a clawed finger through the safeguard.[break][break]

water drips off the overhang she crouches on. boots crunch, and that nightmarish fog passes beneath her. as she draws her string taut, her nerves settle. pale gold eyes blink once, slowly, and measure up the shot, knowing that this will not be the end.[break][break]

just the beginning.

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The bank of mist parted as the metal arrowhead sliced through the air, carving itself a surefire path towards the source of the offensive fog.[break][break]

Solid truth pierced through an illusionary shield of delusion and deceit.[break][break]

This mist had never intended to protect her.[break][break]

Wo-chien's low hiss of discontent alerted its Avatar to the danger first. The underboss turned to look behind her -- a fatal mistake that claimed many a heroine who had descended into the underworld -- only for metal to sink itself into her shoulder, its pain whispering of something primal and fanged. A familiar bite mark radiated out pain as it reopened anew, and Elisabeth screamed as PARALYSIS held her fast in place.[break][break]

"You," she seethed at the distant white-haired figure, one who she didn't have to see to recognize. Her weapon alone revealed her. "You shouldn't have come here."[break][break]

Your choice was to fight by my side, or to die my enemy.[break][break]

A flash of light revealed a DRAGALGE that had last fought with MATIAS SILPH on Mt. Chimney; it formed a DOUBLE TEAM around its wounded mistress, buying time as WO-CHIEN began to glower with an unforgiving GRUDGE. All around them, what little life existed in this underground place eroded and stripped away, leaving behind a BARREN TERRAIN that weakened everything around it--except for the woman and the Ruinous Beast feeding on its misery.[break][break]

when wo-chien is on the field, elisabeth can summon a BARREN TERRAIN that clears any existing terrain, while preventing any other from taking form for a period of time. anyone within the terrain will be continually STRENGTH SAPPED, weakening them while also healing elisabeth and wo-chien.

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it will take more than that to kill a god.[break][break]

but there is satisfaction in the shriek, the snaking tendrils of barely-held-together mist that shiver in a frenzy as freya's paralytic arrow crackles, sinking heavy fingers into her all-too-human muscle. fernando had always been right about one thing. gods can bleed.[break][break]

sypha and aeris concentrate on channeling their respective defenses. light glimmers from cracks in the walls where they take shelter. a gloom pervades the cave and a sickly feeling crawls over her. [break][break]

freya nocks another arrow. the bow is heavier in her hands than it had been moments before and she runs her tongue along her teeth. her sygna suit thrums to life and her shoulders square, lips curl in defiance. claws scrape against rock, but she hisses lowly as she lets another arrow fly. [break][break]

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This proud woman had once been cradled in Elisabeth's arms, struggling to maintain her own consciousness; the white-haired stranger had purged herself of sickness and secrets that both ate her up inside like festering rot, while Elisabeth had patiently cleansed Freya of her drunken stupor without judgment.[break][break]

"Whadyou want, Elisa?"[break][break]

"Some days I think it would be enough to simply stop wanting. To feel satisfied, I think, with my life and who I am."
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"Buh we can't do 'at, can we? You 'n me. Always starving."[break][break]

How far away both those women felt now.[break][break]

This time, the arrow did not find its mark. Instead, it buried itself into a thicket of punishing briars that sprang to life, the overpowering arm of nature warding off this primitive, man-made weapon.[break][break]

"If you have a death wish," Elisabeth said, her voice taking on an otherworldly tenor, "then we'll certainly grant it to you."[break][break]

The distant sound of slithering bodies against rock caught Elisabeth's attention, and her lips curled in a snarl as various illusionary ghosts of her DRAGALGE investigated their source. Whatever brightness had manifested in Freya's armor did not go unnoticed; she wondered which dragon's presence remained hidden in the walls, fueling her enemy with sudden power.[break][break]

Elisabeth didn't hide the source of her own strength.[break][break]

A SPRINGTIDE STORM of rotting leaves and shriveled petals swirled out from WO-CHIEN towards freya morningstar, mimicking her flurry of arrows.[break][break]

"Is that what you want, Freya?" she called out loudly, the semi-circle of surrounding thorns writhing with her barely restrained fury. "Coward that you are."

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and she speaks to them still in a language indecipherable to elisabeth. the turning of her heel against rock like scale to scale, the twanging of clawed fingers against the string of her bow a sonnet of hissing orders. her salamence may be lords and ladies of the sky, but they do not favor this underdark. [break][break]

no, there are other masters here. [break][break]

elisabeth's voice, tinted with the malignant ichor of her god, brings a smile to freya's lips. oh, how that promise would have beckoned her, strangled by pink as she was.[break][break]

"i did once," she says. the dragalge's shadow stretches over the wall of the cave. thin ribbons of light wan and stutter as aeris curls deeper into her crevice, fangs bared, prepared to expose herself if the dragon drifts too near. where the safeguard falters, freya's sygna suit compensates. [break][break]

in one fluid movement, she sinks her arms into the golden skirt at her side and grasps its edges. boots slide off of her perch and she falls, air catching and filling like sails to slow her descent to the ground. she grunts as she lands; shale sprays over her back as the springtide storm blasts where she'd just been standing.[break][break]

"do you think me a coward because i won't bend my knee to his patron?" she says, eyeing the snappish vines.[break][break]

a soft chitter to her right. [break][break]

freya whistles. [break][break]

two lithe shapes emerge from the darkness, claws sharp and hurried, raking through the protective barrier of thorns in an attempt to claw at the grudge-engorged snail.

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Blackened petals scattered and dissipated as freya morningstar evaded their grasp; two winged figures descended on the underboss from above, their claws slashing through the thicket of thorns like mythical monsters in an old Kalosian tale, seeking to drag their victim into the light.[break][break]

Elisabeth flinched despite herself, revealing her humanity in the way her arms raised to defensively cover her eyes.[break][break]

Though that gesture proved unnecessary.[break][break]

A SPIKY SHIELD jutted out from Wo-chien's bamboo shell, its barbed edges slick with its own malignant ooze as it fended off the attackers from itself and from the woman whose grudges empowered it, fed it, and gave it new life.[break][break]

"We think you a coward," Elisabeth spat, lowering her arms, "because you grovel before your tormentor, showering him with unearned forgiveness and loyalty."[break][break]

He'd admitted to his crimes in his own way to her, or the other him had, at least. The way that strange FERNANDO SILPH in Macro Cosmos's program had spoken of freya morningstar reeked of disappointment and disinterest alike.[break][break]

The dragoness meant nothing to Silph. No more than a toy that had broken too easily, and been swiftly discarded for it.[break][break]

"You tell yourself that your life is now worth living?" Elisabeth mocked her, and cruelty sang in the accusation with obvious relish. "Tell us, Freya. Was it the pressure of your position that made you cave to his manipulations? Or your inability to live with your own failure?"[break][break]

Each taunt infused the animated vines with greater power; shredded thorned stalks impossibly split into snaking strands of poison ivy, thin and spidery as it sought to choke the dragons in its suffocating tendrils.[break][break]

She wanted them to starve for air.[break][break]

"From a proud councilwoman who screamed for war and asked that man to help her failed coup, to a ghost who suffered from the injuries of battle. You represent a sad fall from grace."[break][break]

She sneered at the last remaining knight that stood between her and cornering the king that would win her this game once and for all.[break][break]

"A poor sword and shield you make. Will you still die on the battlefield for him, then?"[break][break]

Every illusionary DRAGALGE screamed out suddenly as they burst into OUTRAGE, sending chaotic blue-tongued flames in all directions to disorient the dragoness's hoard.

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nevy and cadmus shriek as they converge. thorns bloody their grasping feet, snarling heads twisting away as the wo-chien bulks itself up with an aggressive defense. always on the defense, covered in brambles and barbs and poisons, masquerading its venom. how much of it is a show?[break][break]

how much of it has grown inward? [break][break]

her accusations burrow under freya's suit and sink into her skin, pricking at hateful, dried tinder. RESENTMENT seeps from the stinging nettles, staining the pink veil a sallow red. hazy memories resurface unbidden, blotted over with sharp splatters. beatings, begged for, by the man she's come to love. by the man who would throw this all away if he knew the extent of her self-hatred. [break][break]

if he knew how much she loathed the man she must save.[break][break]

and then comes the squealing of her dragons. her light does not waver and she knows that now, for the moment, her dragonair are safe, but nevy and cadmus are strangled, wings splayed and stretched taut in a macabre display of violence. [break][break]

anger sweeps over her like wildfire, burning away the wo-chien's fever, and lyune's massive shape lurches overhead. liquid fire spills from his maw and instantly, the dragons and their bonds are alight. it bathes them all in an orange glow. [break][break]

golden eyes shift with a cruel realization.[break][break]

FERNANDO SILPH has forsaken her in every sense of the word. he has done more than torment you. even now? even still. she has fought allegations of treason with a bitter malice, but to divulge the intimacy of her failings to this woman. to what end will he go to see her struck down?[break][break]

the bow in her hand snaps. fingers twirl and gravel crunches as she darts forward. leaves fold over and the tips of the bow meet in one deadly point, snicking together to form a shortsword the length of her forearm. [break][break]

"i'm not doing this for him," she snarls as she closes the distance.

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In another world, these two women might be allies. Exposing their vulnerabilities to one another might have brought them closer, healing mirrored wounds inflicted by uncaring hands with shared compassion and tenderness.[break][break]

Instead, the underboss watched freya morningstar's slow-dawning realization that the most intimate secrets she possessed had been stolen from her, shared with a loathsome enemy, and now wielded against her like the cruelest of knives.[break][break]

How satisfying it was, to see such a proud creature falter at the sight of her own weakness.
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And yet, gods possessed an arrogance that left them blind to the resilience of mortality.[break][break]

Dragonfire came with its purging light, burning and dissolving the chains of tangling ivy that had trapped Freya's dragons in place. Wo-chien snarled with anger and indignation at Lyune's descent, recognizing it as the true enemy that demanded its attention.[break][break]

Dark tendrils emanated from Wo-chien as it sought to damn Freya's chosen dragon with RUINATION, punishing it for its pride in playing the part of a god.[break][break]

Yet the sight of the orange-cast flames at this closeness awakened and rekindled an ancient fear in Elisabeth Fiorelli, one that threw her off-guard enough that she didn't notice the sword slashing towards her until it was several moments too late to escape.[break][break]

Her fingers curled about the grenade in her pocket, able to release her Nihilego's debilitating neurotoxins at a second's notice. Throw it, everything in her screamed as freya morningstar got closer and closer, but her hand remained frozen in place -- willing, and yet somehow unable to act on her own survival due to the oath she'd made in the Borders.[break][break]

She'd sworn on her mother's grave to ALEXANDER STONE to only use that weapon on one person, and one only.
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She didn't dare risk death after defying such a vow, not after knowing how little the dead stayed dead.
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Her hesitation was not reflected by her Pokemon, however.[break][break]

Wo-chien's ochre eyes slowly made sense of the situation, and vines slid out from its shell to seize the easiest means of defense.[break][break]

One pawn could be sacrificed for another.[break][break]

Blurry shapes came into focus, rushing forward in a confused mass as her single Dragalge was dragged forward with its multiple illusionary selves, thrust by the Ruinous Beast to stand between mistress and foe. The gleam of the blade cut through one illusion, and another, then another. When the sword finally tasted flesh, the imprisoned dragon screamed with unbearable misery, its heart impaled.[break][break]

The Dragalge hacked out a SMOKESCREEN in its final death throes, seeking to obscure its trainer from view long enough for her to escape this dangerous proximity.[break][break]

How many things that you love will you ruin, a small voice in her despaired, but Elisabeth didn't have the luxury to mourn or to wallow in self-pity.[break][break]

The surrounding pink mist thickened as her panic and frustration manifested in heady waves, rippling out from her with an unstable energy. Another Pokeball clicked and released, this time revealing a TOXAPEX that immediately took action, summoning an enormous dome-like reef to protect itself and its mistress:[break][break]

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"And why do you fight?" Elisabeth managed to gasp out, her previous heightened confidence noticeably absent.

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she is more than her scar tissue. [break][break]

lyune's fire sputters as he exhausts his breath, but it catches with another deep inhale and exhale, burning brighter as freya's sygna suit resonates with the sync stone fitted to his own armor. tangled vines wither and curl and her bats burst free from their bonds; indignant screeches bounce off the walls. [break][break]

"After everything he's done ta ye — after what his family has done. Ye go runnin' back?"

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her footfalls are swift, but time slows down around her. in elisabeth's eyes, under the stripped-bare layers of resentment lay fear. hesitation. a hand going to her pocket, grasping something, and freya's own hands clenching around the hilt of the shortsword, thinking that if this is her end she can be satisfied knowing she finally ran toward something. [break][break]

and then a flash of an emotion so intimately familiar as the blade is thrust forward. [break][break]

guilt. [break][break]

the sword pierces brown and purple scales, momentum burying her to the hilt. blood pours over her front and smoke bursts in her face, blinding her. deadweight drags her forward as the dragon collapses; her wrist turns, twinges, and she grimaces through the pain, pivoting her shoulders to wrench the blade free of the carcass. [break][break]

ruination snaps dark tendrils at lyune's sides, striking centuries-old wounds. he relives a wing nearly ripped from his body, a year of madness, trapped in a bond warped by anger. [break][break]

freya cries out in fury, raising the blood-slaked blade, but as her judgment comes down, she is swept back. lyune's tail knocks the air out of her as he tosses her away. she tumbles over herself, sword skittering out of reach, as a wall of coral erects where she'd just been standing.[break][break]

the salamence shakes his head and spits embers. draconic energy gathers behind his teeth and he roars as his pulsing flames arc over the barrier. acrid smoke, tinged with a cloying sweetness, that familiar scent of rot, assaults freya's senses. she gathers herself, collects her sword, and orders lyune to stand down. [break][break]

smoke clears and freya is slow to approach the barrier. needle-like barbs, nigh invisible to the eye, cover every inch of the erected wall. [break][break]

"nixal vhira. coi ui weyog," she whispers. lyune bares his fangs, but concedes. [break][break]

elisabeth's voice, softer now, addresses her from the other side. freya's bloodied hand, having drifted up to the z-crystal spun in her braid, pauses. this battle may yet be won without violence.[break][break]

"because it is right."

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"Ah. Of course." Audible bitterness rang out in her hollow laugh as Elisabeth curled in on herself. "You believe in the Savior of Hoenn. That only he can do what must be done."[break][break]

Deep breaths centered her as the BARREN TERRAIN slowly seeped her lifeforce back into her, choking life from anything nearby. Subtly, the energies of Freya and her dragons would be wearied, draining them with a simmering grudge that fed her and Wo-chien with its spite.[break][break]

"Surely you know that's a lie, though."[break][break]

Her eyes closed, then opened, trying to make sense of her current position. How far was she from her true goal? Where had this reef forced her to corner herself?[break][break]

How long would freya morningstar let her trapped prey remain alive?[break][break]

"He doesn't want to save this world. He wants to rule it. Men like him always do."[break][break]

He and MATIAS SILPH were no different, in that way.

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the intricacies of freya's need to save fernando are too thickly webbed for her to unravel, nevermind parse for elisabeth. so it's with a silent grimace that she walks back and forth along the wall, trying to put her thoughts together. [break][break]

"maybe it's the thinking part that trips you up."

maybe it is. but when elisabeth deigns to call him the savior, her jaw clenches. she has to remind herself not to rake her hand over the barnacled barrier in frustration, fingers twitching, the ashes over her skin rich with nutrients, sinking into the skin where remnants of that resentment lay. [break][break]

"and did you ever believe in him, elisa? did you believe in our savior?" throat seizing, tongue tying, begging her not to speak it aloud, to bring shame to her flesh and blood and everything she's ever stood for. "did you let him wrong you? use you? obliterate the person you thought you were and allow him to shape you into the person you said i was meant to be?"[break][break]

her lips falter, wobbling, mind catching up with the outpouring of words, too late to block the self-portrait of her confession. [break][break]

memories stir, dredged by the thorns flourishing under the tongue of her own flagellations. [break][break]

"what do you want for, elisa? are you still starving?"

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