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((I'll accept that I'm in the air, but gyarados can't fly, so reaching swanna in the way you expressed would probably have her falling. Since gyarados can't fly, swapping targets and moving how she did effectively would strain her wings. If she was going after Swanna. Swapping's probably not the best move for them.))

((gyra dosnt have wings o,o i guess it was more of a jump sort of, gyarados cant use fly, but they do 'hover' in a way, and have been seen in certain scenes 'flying'. but i digress, its not relitive now cuz im more interested in the splosion biggrin ))

((With that said.))

"Is everyone alright!" came an emergency team. Gorm turned to face them, his flesh regenerating.

His team wasn't so lucky - they were all dead.

"Repair it," Gorm said. A Pokemon stepped forward and used an evolved recycle, fixing the roof before anyone could see it.

Victini had escaped in the initial flash. Finding it would probably be impossible now.

"Inform all teams!" Gorm wouldn't give up. "We need to find Victini!"

Combusken hit the ground, fainted. Big guy should've watched his back as the other pokemon left, but he'd been too focused on the gyarados. The swanna had pulled out of aerial ace as the opponent had teleported, leaving behind Robby and his group. The obese lad returned the fainted combusken, and turned to swanna.

"Damn. He shouldn't just attack people." He stated simply, then looked back to where the boy had been. After all, who just released pokemon to attack someone?

And that was Robby, more interested in that than the other events going down.

((woot my logic win biggrin ))

((dude thats messed up u tryed to mug me cuz i had some damn berrys XD))

the pair ran along the rooftops, but kenta stoped suddenly and smiled. he saw a small flame dissapear into the distance, headed to the some direction of the reigon. the captured pokemon was free.

((i saw the little flame dissapear in the distance, i could see far from ontop of the buildings. biggrin ))

((I'm saying I decide the direction Victini flees in <.<; ))

Gorm - probably naked because of the blast and clothes not regenerating - stared down Bronius. Stepping forward, the giant crossed his arms. "We cannot just leave it at this, Bronius. He killed my team, and we need him. If Reid's team had managed to keep all of them under control we could have done this at the lighthouse, where we already had proper preparations."

Bronius craned up his neck at the giant man. Then he looked down at Gorm's bare privates. And then back up at Gorm.

"Gorm? More like Porn! Baro-ho-ho-ho!"

On the other side of the room, the emergency team grunts sighed and shook their heads. Lame joke.

"Get it? Ah, sorry, old friend. I couldn't resist."

He stifled his smile, or tried to. "If we were to point fingers, I would say that your team didn't take care of things on your end. A rogue vigilante is not my team's concern," Bronius told Gorm. He waved his hand. "But we need not blame each other. And you have no team to order around. So why don't you relax and prepare for the banquet? We can take care of Victini at another time, if we can even hope to contain the pokemon of Victory."

****

As Salieri did her tai chi, she found it difficult to maintain the slow, calm focus she had before. It had only lasted for moments before she began to think back on her problems. The tai chi wasn’t fixing anything at all.

Concentrate on your blood stream, Sal. Let it flow.

She had apologized to Salem, so why was she still so upset? And she didn’t even do anything to Chen Zhen. Would all of her pokemon become like this? Had she really screwed up so much? Salieri thought it would be easier to fix than this.

Salieri thought everything would be easier than this.

Concentrate.

Her movements began to speed up, becoming more aggressive. Her stances were less static as she began to move around more.

When did it start getting so hard to keep things under control? It was only yesterday that she had almost beaten a man to death. Granted, he was already shot by another hostile. And half burned, but that was her doing as well. She charged in and made a mistake. She wasn’t aware.

Concentrate.

Now her movements resembled her normal kung fu: agile, fluid, powerful. She flipped, danced, and spun with each attack she threw out at non-existent enemies.

WHY DON’T I KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMORE!?

Salieri flipped backwards, somersaulting in the air. At the peak of her jump, she released her spin to right herself.

She roared and dropped to the dock, her feet pounding into the wooden planks and splintering them on landing. They cracked inwards slightly. Salieri remained crouched down, frozen in place. She took a deep breath.

…let it flow.

She closed her eyes. And exhaled.

The first shockwave reached the pier, knocking over anyone who wasn’t firmly rooted to the ground. And then came the rest.

****

On the other side of the wharf, N gripped onto his hat, shifting his feet to have the most stable balance possible. He twisted around to glare at the Plasma Building far down the street. He knew what had happened.

“…what have you done?...”

****

Reid ran down the street. The people were in general chaos, all holding onto things in fear or wandering around, wondering if this phenomena was something from a god. He knew it because he was scanning all of their minds. Maybe Victini was a god after all.

Report back to base immediately. No time to waste.

****

As Salieri slowly moved to stand up, she spread her arms out wide as she released her breath. The shockwaves rocked her body, but did not make her budge. She rose up like a tree standing tall amongst crashing waves.

And she could feel her blood flow. As she breathed, and concentrated harder, it sped up. Yet her heart beat the same. It was invigorating. She felt stronger, tougher, more alive. What was this feeling?

She opened her eyes and looked at her arms. The blood in her veins glowed a light blue. Salieri’s eyes bulged.

“Holy-“

Her concentration broke.

A searing pain went through her body. Her blood flow sped up, then slowed down rapidly to regain homeostasis, and then finally settled back to normal. It was too much handle at once. She clutched her stomach and bent over, squeezing her eyes tight as she silently screamed.

And then she lurched forward, and spewed out a viscous blood while she stood up again. The Battle Girl breathed heavily, looking down at the puddle of blood while she covered mouth.

“Just lost…way too much…”

She closed her eyes. Fell to her knees. And then to the floor.