TEST 8.

[azumods]

FLOW. The feeling of pressure in here is immense. It's stronger than it was with Darkrai, something you can feel down to your core, something that you couldn't shake off even if you tried; there's nothing to do but power through it. Saturn, for his part, either isn't feeling it at all or is incapable of reacting in any sort of appropriate way even if he could; he simply continues to regard you from across the room, his words hanging heavy in the room. It's a far cry from his behavior during the first month you were here; he was civil then, willing to do you favors in exchange for the chance to talk to you. It's plain that he will be doing no such thing today; it may be difficult to know where to start, really. Especially when your Pokémon don't seem to be doing well - whatever's happening here, they seem reluctant, even unwilling, to fight anything in this room. Perhaps it's not surprising; the energy in the room is likely familiar to them, and it's the sort associated with someone deciding to take their spirit away last time it was angered. Whatever the reason, you're on your own for now; whatever happens is your choice, and yours alone.

Comments

[greydients]

[Rey falls silent for a minute as her companions challenge Saturn, their first conversation playing around in her head.

'Make sure you defeat me, all right?'

It shouldn't have to come to this. But does she have a choice? Do any of them?]

If we defeat you, will you actually tell me how you really feel? About all of this?

[azumods]

I have.

It's hardly my fault that you choose not to believe me.

[greydients]

I would, if I thought you believed it yourself.

[Big Golett's pokeball seems to appear in her hand almost unconsciously, as her eyes never leave Saturn's. He's hopelessly outnumbered, what could he be playing at...]

You're not a murderer, Saturn, and I don't think Cyrus would want you to become one, even on his behalf.

So I - and my friends - aren't going to let you.

[azumods]

You're not going to have much choice in the matter.

[greydients]

[...]

Golett.

[Big Golett (known to some as a Golurk) immediately materialises behind Rey, flexing its arms and taking a comfortable ready stance.

Its trainer, however, isn't making any moves just yet.]

You asked me to defeat you, all those weeks ago. I just want to know...is that what you still want?

[azumods]

Wouldn't it be convenient if I said yes.

[He seems amused, almost.]

Master Cyrus has ensured that I no longer need to burden myself with fear and doubt anymore - that I can fight my own battles, and that I shouldn't invite destruction because of my own weaknesses. He's renewed my devotion to the cause, and he trusts me to assist him by any means possible.

I have no need for you anymore.

[greydients]

[Speaking of amusing; it's almost funny, in a way, how before a comment like that would have left her bereft (she knows no one needs her, you don't have to tell her), but now, ironically, in this land stripped of spirit...

...it makes her sad, but not for herself.]

Then send out your Pokemon and prove it.

[azumods]

Fine. But you're making a mistake.