if there was anyone who has the most tools to deal with the dangers of ultra space, it would be him. still, he was just one person and it is his lack of drive that stops him from doing anything more than just the necessary.

despite the compliment from matias getting him nervous, he remains grounded in the facts of the matter. "if it was just necrozma, maybe, but..."

he turns around. his eyes don't land on the member of the elite four, however, but on what lies behind them, inviting matias to do the same.

"-these guys don't look as fragile as the ones from the three-day war."

all the attacks did was chip off their armor of black metal and sparkling stone. a brief moment to recover and the ultra beasts that were seemingly dispatched were back on their feet.

alone, they weren't much of a threat. as a group with the resilience rivaling the volatile's energy, it was a matter of who manages to exhaust who first. the ultra beasts approach them, threatening another bout as they attempt to surround both of them.

solgaleo, who had successfully closed down the wormhole and almost exhausting itself, runs back to kyle. his silvally returns back to its ball after putting everything on the attack against necrozma. kyle is left with his smeargle.

"i don't think i could've dealt with it without someone else clearing the stage so my silvally can go all out." he turns to matias this time. "how do you want to deal with this?"

with the path open, the silvally takes a running start and pounces onto the necrozma for its final attack.

kyle doesn't sit still while it watches its pokemon take the strike. he drops a pokeball containing his smeargle, activating his sygna suit. the first step he takes with it activates the trainer move: type wish. a field that boosts dark-type moves covers the stage for his pokemon, though it wouldn't be his only move.

pseudo-avatarship happens consequently, borrowing an ability from the smeargle on the field. roar of time loses its efficiency with each level of bastardization, but it's enough to hold the necrozma in its place.

a pink slash from his smeargle's tail cuts through space and creates a gash of spatial rend on the necrozma's armor, enough for kyle's silvally to take advantage of.

multi-attack, powered up by a silvally memory effective specifically on necrozma, strikes it down on the first second of contact with assistance.

"roger!"

the solgaleo remains behind, too focused on its cosmic power to close down the wormhole that the necrozma made and effectively stop the coming of other ultra beasts.

"the alarms must be ringing like crazy down their bunker too," he tells matias as he maps out an easy path from the trail the volatile would be providing them. "i doubt they'll help us unless it reaches further down."

the megalopolans in underground societies were still attempting to live out the rest of their lives, but kyle was pretty sure most of them already gave up on hope.

it felt bad endangering them for conducting this experiment, but with both him and matias, he's certain that damage control would be easy.

he follows with his silvally behind matias, inserting the necrozma memory to activate its rks system along the way.

when a guzzlord blocks their way, a multi-attack from the silvally dispatches it with a critical hit on one of its vitals. kyle takes a pokeball and captures it, if only to stop it from blocking the way.

a last group of ultra beasts remain in front of them. kyle doesn't utter a word and rather waits for matias to take action.

it does appear, but jumping it proved not to be an option once they saw its entourage.

multiple ultra beasts appear from the wormhole that the necrozma used for its entry, each of them descending one after the other as the welcoming party before the main show starts.

"looks like we can't have the first strike though," he'd jest in what seemed to be a doomed situation in an attempt to make light of their misfortune.

they can still handle it though.

"chrom, the wormhole!" the solgaleo dips its head to acknowledge its trainer's command.

kyle takes a pokeball and throws it ahead of them, revealing the secret weapon that most trainers of hoenn has finally acquired to combat ultra beasts. "robin, you know what to do!"

the silvally leaps out, charging at the base of the stage as it waits for blacephalons and guzzlords to decimate.

the champion turns to matias. there wasn't a need to say anything more as the solution to the problem was obvious. he jerks his head to the direction of the ultra beasts instead as a casual signal to destroy everything in their path to necrozma.

the pieces of the prophecy echo in kyle's head, but it's difficult to think of its significance when there is no actual use for that knowledge at the moment, especially when they're often helpless to prevent the future anyways.

the ride with terrakion is enough to clear his head and make him remember of actual things he can still do in the midst of the fight. they weren't big things, but enough to be considered a quality of life improvement for kyle's own campaign.

as they near the kyurem to assist keldeo, kyle jumps off of terrakion's back. it takes one glance at the trainer, before then taking the nod from kyle as a signal to continue moving forward without him.

he needs to do one thing first if he was to make use of every option he has.

"i'll catch up!" he shouts to MATIAS SILPH . "i just need to do this unimportant thing!"

the smeargle temporarily takes place as his guardian, activating his sygna suit once more. it already has the blessing of geomancy within it from pseudo-avatarship, and he might as well transfer it out to make use of it.

he takes one more move from the smeargle, this time, baton pass. he forms his hand to a finger gun and aims it at the terrakion from a distance, passing the heightened boosts to the sword of justice.

his smeargle, on the other hand, doesn't have any other instruction. it was there to linger around and observe, though the new pokemon surrounding them brings the same curiosity that the trainer has in him. it sees an unknown, green pokemon firing off a move that looks cooler than normal. it takes out its tail and sketches it while his trainer was busy with something else.

it gets interrupted as kyle carries him on the way back to where his pokemon was fighting, kept out of the ball to activate the sygna suit's effects until he's certain baton pass was effective. the smeargle takes the time to continue its idle actions in the arms of kyle.

the snow beneath his feet was cold and thick. for once, he's thankful he went here with a sygna suit. in a pinch, he should still be able to activate his abilities with a simple recall of his pokemon, he thinks.

• kyle slides off terrakion
• takes out smeargle to activate sygna suit
• kyle baton passes earlier geomancy to terrakion
• smeargle sees new things. sketches while waiting for kyle.
• kyle carries smeargle as he returns to the fray

he slides off from the charizard, kicking himself to land on the terrakion conveniently running parallel to them.

kyle wonders the special occasion that brings virizion out of the woodwork to help out. keldeo's presence? doppelgangers? another sword of justice doing work? or did they finally make up.

the last conclusion, though unlikely, would've been cute.

"what's different this time?" he asks matias, half-teasing and half-curious.

there's no time to take it to a full-blown conversation, however, as enemies kept blocking their path to where keldeo was. terrakion's steps start getting heavier as stone edge juts from the earth to push their adversaries with spikes.

• kyle rides terrakion
• narnia
• terrakion uses stone edge on the driveby

keldeo did manage to steal the spotlight for a moment.

a hand grabs MATIAS SILPH' shoulder as he sees him do things that they should be doing. as one hand recalls the solgaleo, the other pulls the elite four closer to him to speak clearly in the midst of strong winds.

"looks like the goons are pouring in. it's time to show off."

from the corner of his peripheral, he turns to see terrakion. they share a moment of staring at each other's eyes before a nod sets the sword of justice into action.

it dives into the fray, bulldozing his way through the mobs to pave the way to keldeo.

• kyle rides matias' charizard
• kyle recalls solgaleo bc he doesn't do shit
• terrakion arrives and uses bulldoze to hordes of enemies

"convert to what? the smaller form?"

the clarification comes since he knows MATIAS SILPH is selfish enough to mean it like convert it to their side, or something similar. he would have said that instead if his own opinion on the matter didn't come in his head first.

"the first time it appeared, it was in a bottle in darkrai's dream. maybe you have a chance with dragging him in one of those interdream zones and let a paradox bottle come out of it."

he says it with jest despite having justification based on past events and experiences for his words. it was the flavor of the month, after all, and it ties up with the theme of their first encounter with the hoopa.

• kyle rides matias' charizard
• solgaleo continues to channel cosmic power to separate kyurem with reshiram
• kyle chats it up with matias up in the air

"good call," on not using groudon. "everyone is cooking anyways. giving them a major variable to work with is only going to get them, uh, frazzled."

or blame any misfortune on him if it doesn't go their way.

"can you still act while channeling your move?" he asks his solgaleo from atop MATIAS SILPH' charizard. despite not getting a visible response, he takes an answer from the pokemon. "it's time to be the sun again."

it cannot produce its own light, but it can still reflect it back from the intensity of the sun brought by MATIAS SILPH' ability.

sitting atop the conflict, it starts to wind up its metal burst, using its crystalline growths to glow white and reflect anything that comes into contact with it. for now, it absorbs the heat from the sun. kyle finds a moment to direct a strike from hoopa back.

• kyle rides matias' charizard
• solgaleo is up above the fight
• solgaleo reflects the sun from matias' desolate land with metal burst
• kyle waits for hoopa to attack solgaleo
• solgaleo continues to channel cosmic power to separate kyurem with reshiram

the big pika appears late.

he wants to ask aaron why he purposely had it out just now rather than the start of the match, but he holds his tongue out of courtesy. they only need one more hit anyways to win the match and have vitals awarded to them through the vital gear.

"he's big now, kilo! it's easier to take the last hit! we only need one more, i think."

the bolt of lightning strikes down on the poochyena, but the dark-type powers through it for a final hit: it's going to play rough with its opponent by hitting the crotch area (it's the only part of the pikachu it can reach).

"i really can't discount the sygna suit for the victory, though." with a finger, he pulls the collar of the suit before releasing it back. "and it's easy to fire this poochy up with a a strong-looking opponent."

he felt it with the sync they had with the suit.

for it to take effect, the condition was to have a bond with the pokemon. kyle has cheated the system with how easy it was to connect with the species he had chosen, especially with their strong pack mentality.

kyle picks up his poochyena, thankful that it only has to listen to the leaders of kyle's collection of dog pokemon to put its entire trust on their trainer for the suit to work.

"thanks as well. you two have fun with the rest of your matches!" he says on their farewell.

he seems earnest enough, kyle deduces from this brief interaction. if he wishes to, kyle was sure they'll have a rematch on a bigger stage some day.

he holds out his hand for a handshake.

"we only won due to technicality this time." he looks at his poochyena, who seems convinced that it wasn't. "i'm sure next time will be different."

kyle has other tricks up his sleeve outside of those he displayed in this fight, and he's sure noel does as well. if a rematch was going to happen, this fight couldn't be used as reference to prepare.

the chance for the come back passes, and the beep on his vital gear awards him with enough vitals for a loss.

kyle looks at his pokemon. he would have teased him more, but he can only do it so much before he inevitably destroys the pokemon's mental during the fight. there were more matches in the tournament to go, after all.

"hey, that was fun." kyle picks up his defeated pokemon before moving out to heal. "good luck with the rest of your matches!"