We gotta get away!
[ Sableye jumps from Ultโs arms and disappears into the Earth, in a purple mistโฆ
Within seconds, it appears from behind Ghetsis, claws extended, as it aims to slash the pitch fork out of his hand. ]
Would yaโฆ
[ Ult turns over, holding Sableye close to his chest. ]
Would ya shut UP?! Yer MEGA annoyinโ!
[ How he still has the energy to shout, after being stabbed, is a mystery. Pushing through the pain, he points towards Ghetsis. ]
Sableye, Shadow Sneak!
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[ Blood clings to the tears in particular, matting it to his body. Every movement hurts, no matter how slight. Nevertheless, he pushes through it. ]
Are yโokay?
[ At the very least, this is a showcase of the bond between trainer and Pokรฉmon. ]
[ Ultโs next action doesnโt any require thinking, nor does he hesitate. His feet move on their own. ]
๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ตโ!
[ He rushes towards Sableye and jumps at it, landing atop it, shielding the Pokรฉmon from harm. What immediately follows is immense, burning pain. ]
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[ He bites his lip, not giving Ghetsis the satisfaction of crying out. Rather, he looks at Sableye. As the already large, dark crimson stain begins to spread throughout his freshly tattered clothes, he worries for his Pokรฉmon. ]
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glances between Ult and Ghetsis. Ult points towards Ghetsis, eyebrows furrowed in anger, as blood continues to drip from his cheek. Though he wants to run, his legs wonโt let him pivot. How unlike him. ]
THAT AINโT A POKรMON?!
hand to his face. Feeling the wetness of blood oozing from the fresh wound, his eyes widen. Now thereโs a twinge of fear that glistens in his golden brown irises. ]
What theโฆ
WHAT ARE YOU DOINGโ?!
[ Mind racing, Ult side steps. Sableye, clearly distressed, exchanges
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[ For a split second, Ult lets his guard down. Itโs just enough that, the usually agile boy, was barely able to dodge the sudden thrust of the weapon.
One of the prongs swipes against his cheek, slicing it, as he throws himself to the side. Instinctively, he brings his
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WOAH, WOAH, WHATโ?!
[ Ult moves quickly and stands in front of Sableye. Arm outstretched, shielding the Pokรฉmon. Heโs still not scared, justโฆ angry. Really angry.
Heโs dealt with these threats before. Heโs reminded of Spinel, in a way, by this manโs coldness. ]
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