Yang's triumphant shout echoed back. She raised her fist; she had no armor on it, and left Ember Celica back home. She wasn't fighting herself, even if she wanted to. She walked in, her two Pokémon trailing after her. Miller the Eevee paced next to her, looking deadly serious. Hex the Misdreavus hovered after, looking proud. Yang looked at Feliks, then she smiled.
She crossed her arms over her chest, and she nodded at Feliks. "Let's do this!" she called out. "I'm ready. Go get 'em, guys! I'm rooting for you!"
And wishing, a little, she could fight with them. But, that was Yang.
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Yang's triumphant shout echoed back. She raised her fist; she had no armor on it, and left Ember Celica back home. She wasn't fighting herself, even if she wanted to. She walked in, her two Pokémon trailing after her. Miller the Eevee paced next to her, looking deadly serious. Hex the Misdreavus hovered after, looking proud. Yang looked at Feliks, then she smiled.
She crossed her arms over her chest, and she nodded at Feliks. "Let's do this!" she called out. "I'm ready. Go get 'em, guys! I'm rooting for you!"
And wishing, a little, she could fight with them. But, that was Yang.