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immediately, the glow of the crystal pulses brighter, shimmering with barely-contained power. nick feels his breath hitch in his throat, eyes widening in fascination and terror as the energy coils around solomon's body, wrapping him tighter than the vines ensnaring the forests around petalburg city.[break][break]

it spreads across the braviary's feathers like wildfire, engulfing him in a brilliant storm of color and light. solomon himself remains remarkably stoic, his gaze never wavering as the terastallization takes effect. a wave of gratitude washes over nick—how lucky he is, to have such steadfast companions by his side.[break][break]

within moments, solomon emerges from the light not entirely transformed but not unchanged either. now, the once-brown feathers glimmer like tarnished silver, reflecting the swirling lights emitted by the crystals in places, still downy feathers in others. in addition, each wing-tip ends in a crystalline hue, flashing like knives. otherwise, he is the exact same braviary as before—the fearless guardian of skies and land both.[break][break]

nick watches in awe, his thoughts consumed solely by what changes the transformation may have caused within the pokemon, and how he may utilize those changes in battle.[break][break]

there's little time to contemplate this, however, as the temperature drops drastically in the aftermath of their little experiment. frost begins to creep across nick's breath, the air suddenly bitterly chilled, causing him to tug his coat tighter around himself. something feels off, unsettling, a prickling sensation creeping up nick's spine, causing goosebumps to rise along his arms.[break][break]

nick feels an inexplicable urge to grab onto solomon for protection, to gather the mighty bird close and weather whatever unknown storm approaches. but he doesn't, instead clasping his hands together tightly, fingernails digging crescents into his opposing palms.[break][break]

his voice, when he speaks, is quieter than intended, tremulous, hushed: "...do you feel that?"

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