The Elite Four Strikes

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The battle is joined. The gods of Union, while mighty, seem to pale in comparison to the singular dragon of ice. Although they strive mightily to avoid damaging the city, already the mysterious blue dragon has been flung directly into a tower, earning itself a nasty gash over its eye, much to the dismay of the red dragon. While it has rejoined the fight, it is clear that the gods alone are not enough - the people of Union will have to step forward if they are to save their beloved city. The cries of the wounded and terrified citizens echo through the streets as the flames of battle rage. Now is the time - they must be stopped!

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[sleepingvalkyrie]

[ The wrong allies? Gwendolyn is certain that the great dragon should be speaking of himself there! Have they and the gods of Union not proven that he is the one in the wrong here?

The great dragon struggles in spite of its words, and the winds around the Valkyrie die away as her hand drops. Gwendolyn can feel herself sag forwards, right hand moving to support her broken arm, even as she squints up at the foul beast. This.. Fallen God. What else could it be, to turn men and pokemon upon one another in defiance of the Gods' Pact with man?

But Kyurem is still angry, and Gwendolyn realises the danger almost too late as the bright light forms. Compared to earlier, she's struggling to get higher aloft when the Giga Impact strikes, but though the jump she makes is weak indeed, she manages to move out of direct line of fire.

Into the indirect danger, shockwave of that powerful move throwing her off course to slam her broken-arm-first into a nearby building. She can't hide the scream of pain, crumpling entirely once she hits the ground proper, and she remains slumped there until she can pull herself together again.

The mental link blessing is still, thankfully, active. She at least tries to keep the sense of pain to a distant underscore. ]

...is...is everyone all right?


[OOC: No problem and thank you for running this fight for us! :) ]

[niepokonany]

[His heart just about stops when he realizes Kyurem hasn't lifted up enough for him to get free, that it's going to roll over again -- he can't move, it's going to crush him, there's no way out--]

[It's the Stealth Rock that saves him. One of them landed near him, and when the god rolls over it, it creates just enough of a space that getting rolled over on still hurts, still might have suffocated him if it stayed there long enough, but it doesn't kill him.]

[He's a little shocked to realize it himself, as the dragon lifts up away from them. He's going to have bruises everywhere, his ribs might need a bit of tending to, but he's alive.]

[...Damn right he's alive. He's still got things to fight for, he can't just go and do something like die.]

[Jadwiga, in a clearer mental state than him, rushes up to him and Teleports the both of them out of the way of the Giga Impact. Feliks leans on her as he watches the dragon fly away, his breathing labored.]

You wish... Get out and stay out!

[--Gods, talking hurts. He grits his teeth, and pushes a message out to the others.]

Been better, but I'll live. The rest of you?

[smitesevil]

[ Sanger, being one of the closest to Kyurem when it fired off the Giga Impact, ended up taking way too much of the damage. Even with his Steel type mitigating the worst of it, it was still not an experience he cares to repeat. ]

I am alive, and that is all that matters.

[ Minor injuries will heal, and he still has all his limbs so doesn't consider anything particularly major. ]

Unfortunately, I cannot fly, so it seems like chasing the dragon is out of the question for now.

[ He's just going to stay on the ground for a while longer though. Everything hurts. It feels like there's something still shaking through every bone in his body. ]

[conquerorofwaves]

[He scrambles as the Dragon-type flies off, biting back a scream from dragging his tail across the debris when Focalor and Badr both swooped down and carried out of the impact zone. Sinbad pants as he leans against the Dragonite, as Furfur licked his cheek to try to comfort him]

Ow... no, think something's... lot of somethings' broken - it hurts so bad. Can't follow like this.

[niepokonany]

You're kinda not the only one. Savior...

[Just then, an Altaria swoops up to them, in a big, fussy panic. Feliks laughs, in spite of all the pain he's in.]

Fryderyk, is that you? Good timing, we might kind of need a little help getting to some healers...

[sleepingvalkyrie]

My arm is broken..And that dragon took my spear.

[ There's regret and a hint of anger (directed at herself) within her thoughts, before more pain follows ]

We will have to trust to others to route it from the city..