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RESEARCH THREAD: ZEKROM
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The revelation seizes Remiel's capacity to react when it is needed most urgently. Philomera grips his wrist with fingers that feel like talons; predatory and primal, sending an unnerving and seemingly instinctual terror throughout his body. The prince's shock is bolstered even further by the summoning of an ultra wormhole up above. His eyes of blue-grey glisten in its interstellar light. The researcher within him wrestles against nobility. There is much to process and little time to do so.[break][break]
Where Remiel falters, however, dutiful Agnés swoops in.
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After being cast aside by the blue-skinned female, her ward was wide open— but her hand would touch upon his shoulder well before any of the Naganadel's
ACID did. And a touch was all it took for the pair to
TELEPORT away, blinking out of existence before reappearing on the other side of the illuminated chamber just as quickly. Remiel staggered, sucking in a shuddering breath he had lost just a moment earlier.
"Gods..."[break][break]
Meanwhile, though his Gardevoir kept her hand on his shoulder, she fixed her gaze on the alien and the beast across from them. Before long, the royal straightened in posture before regarding his attendant, following her line of sight to the woman that had somehow shackled the legendary beast.
"We must put an end to this madness," He spoke as the flicker of a flame in his eyes began to grow. The fingers of his right hand set themselves upon a luxury ball clipped to his belt.
"At all costs."[break][break]
He sideyes the beast looming above them like a tower. A magnificent specimen, no doubt. But, more than that, a historic symbol of balance, righteousness, and idealism as well. Aspects of being that Remiel aspired for. Though the means remained questionable in the eyes of many, legends claimed that Zekrom had the uncanny ability to see the truth in things. To use the mythical dragon as an energy source was akin to commissioning a great artist for menial labor. Wasted talent. Disrespect.[break][break]
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A flash of golden light spawns the Garchomp known as Damkina, and her screech fills the chamber momentarily amidst the crackling of electricity. Her immediate attempt at intimidation is only muffled by the cries of Zekrom, and she bows her head pitifully when she realizes she is in the presence of a divine beast. Thankfully, her trainer's command goes far in bringing her back into the fold of things. He casts his hand forwards toward Philomera and the generator.
"Dig."[break][break]
And, appropriate to her designation as a 'land shark', the Garchomp dives into the earth below and disappears.[break][break]
"Release the great dragon now," Remiel orders Philomera from afar.
"Perhaps I can assist you in finding another way. But if you stay your course, you will become my enemy. And you will find no mercy between us."[break]
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notes: Agnés the Shiny Gardevoir glides in the moment Philomera seizes Remiel's wrist. When Naganadel attempts to strike the two with
acid, she
teleports them away to the other side of the chamber. Remiel summons Damkina the Garchomp and sends her below ground with a
dig.[break][break]
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"ZEKROM IS THE CAUSE OF THE STORM?" she clues in quick. the black dragon's name rings hollow still, for she does not desire to understand it past its use for her. "YOU ARE MISTAKEN."[break][break][break]
her naganadel swings into the portal as well with its purple smile remaining in the air as its image is sucked within. the wormhole closes— and as scenes of ultra space disappear behind the addled dragon, a terrible crunch and clamor allows no respite.
ELECTRICITY CHARS ALL THE ELEMENTS. hair rises, stone shatters like glass, the air is prickled with energy. the landshark charges into the zekrom's florentine armors with surprising strength. buying enough time for gardevoir's WISH to descend upon the dragon.
AS REMIEL CONTINUES TO ELABORATE, the turbine tail begins to illuminate with brilliant blues. the light flickers and dances across the fulgurite of the cavern. when the galarian concludes— the zekrom rises to its full height.
