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Catching a glimpse of Thomas upon the back of the Hydreigon as she dipped, the creatures of the forest held onto one another as they continued to spread the bounds of nature- and though her heart was aching with fear due to overstimulation and overexertion alone, it felt like a moment that she would remember forever. Flying upon the back of a beast she had known since she was a girl next to one that she had grown to love exquisitely, facing danger in the eyes and laying conquer to what was right in the world.[break][break]

"Watch this!" She exclaimed, holding onto the reins of the saddle with enough force to rapidly swing around a giant crystalline structure hanging from the cavern ceiling- letting out a laugh. The rapid flapping and the exertion of the Ribombee's DUAL WINGBEAT led them to fly further ahead, of what she believed to be nothing more but furthering the culling of the horde. Yet, something existed behind her now rather than the one that she loved. It was a feeling of fear that manifested outwardly, flickering, squelching.[break][break]

It was as if an eye to a distorted universe opened up between them, forming a wall of glass above a sea of ancient and ultramodern havoc seekers- and Thomas had to be on the other side of the rift's ethereal wall, or worse, inside of it. "No!" She screamed in agony, the fear that the worst could have come tearing into her heart. As she looked inside the rift, it looked synonymous with the one that they had ventured into all those months ago.. but she could not see him upon that plane.[break][break]

Her eyes bounced around her; the 'wall' brought the horde to amass, confined in space and reaching upward with hands that wished to kill. There had to be another way to get to him, to be in his presence once more- she did not want to be alone now, there was so much to be done. So much impossible to be proven wrong; there had to be a connecting cavernous expanse above or a slit between the crystals. This kind of thing was second nature to Thomas, she knew- but in swearing to protect him just like all the others, she needed to be there to give it if he was to need it.[break][break]

She needed to know by sense alone.. but she couldn't now, not when they existed on opposing sides of a rift to hell. "I'll find you, Thomas..! I'll find you, I'll find you.." she yelled as she cried, pulling the reins of the tree pokemon in a command to shoot upward. Finding him was the world- and she would die trying if those born of Kyurem's ripping wished to see her fail in doing so.[break][break]

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