That's all Haruka has time to think, instinctively recalling World Shaking even as Rushing Wind swoops down for her, before the water hits. Ripping chunks off buildings like so much tissue, it flattens their surroundings, swallowing it all in wave upon wave of some creature's primordial fury. Haruka watches it swirl with an almost absent interest before noticing that Yuuna's not content with merely refusing to be swept away, illusion or no. Yuuna's going to stare down nature itself and refuse to accept there's no way to beat...that. Even if all this is just in their heads, she's still going to fight instead of standing there waiting for it to stop.
How Union.
Spray from the waves splatters Rushing Wind's wings, causing the Pidgeot to stagger in midair, and Haruka finds herself shrugging. ] Well, not mattering might not be so bad, either.
[ And with that, she urges the Pidgeot towards the behemoth. Yuuna's approaching this from the idea of whether or not their existence has value. That's never been in doubt for Haruka. But if everything Haruka's trying to do was doomed in the first place, then she also isn't failing if she can't save the world. She has nothing to lose, because there were never stakes.
And if refusing to confront the illusion hasn't defeated it, she might as well back up somebody who's decided to do the opposite. So in she flies, gathering energy in one hand. This move has never failed her before, so... ] Cover me.
[ The water keeps surging forward as well, almost as if grasping for the fleet of dragons. The shadowy "Wailord" isn't letting them get close without effort. ]
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That's all Haruka has time to think, instinctively recalling World Shaking even as Rushing Wind swoops down for her, before the water hits. Ripping chunks off buildings like so much tissue, it flattens their surroundings, swallowing it all in wave upon wave of some creature's primordial fury. Haruka watches it swirl with an almost absent interest before noticing that Yuuna's not content with merely refusing to be swept away, illusion or no. Yuuna's going to stare down nature itself and refuse to accept there's no way to beat...that. Even if all this is just in their heads, she's still going to fight instead of standing there waiting for it to stop.
How Union.
Spray from the waves splatters Rushing Wind's wings, causing the Pidgeot to stagger in midair, and Haruka finds herself shrugging. ] Well, not mattering might not be so bad, either.
[ And with that, she urges the Pidgeot towards the behemoth. Yuuna's approaching this from the idea of whether or not their existence has value. That's never been in doubt for Haruka. But if everything Haruka's trying to do was doomed in the first place, then she also isn't failing if she can't save the world. She has nothing to lose, because there were never stakes.
And if refusing to confront the illusion hasn't defeated it, she might as well back up somebody who's decided to do the opposite. So in she flies, gathering energy in one hand. This move has never failed her before, so... ] Cover me.
[ The water keeps surging forward as well, almost as if grasping for the fleet of dragons. The shadowy "Wailord" isn't letting them get close without effort. ]