The Pokémon Kaiser manages to bark this order to his Ralts without collapsing to his knees the way he wants to. He's been tossed around and battered entirely too much for his liking, and his mask is beginning to slide down his face in what in a lesser human might be mistaken for a nervous, pained sweat.
He fumbles to adjust it as Ralts opens fire. This will do it, right? This will ensure he trounces the beast. And the glory...as it should...will go to him.
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The Pokémon Kaiser manages to bark this order to his Ralts without collapsing to his knees the way he wants to. He's been tossed around and battered entirely too much for his liking, and his mask is beginning to slide down his face in what in a lesser human might be mistaken for a nervous, pained sweat.
He fumbles to adjust it as Ralts opens fire. This will do it, right? This will ensure he trounces the beast. And the glory...as it should...will go to him.
Any other outcome is unthinkable.