[@ShadowVentus][@supertinyking][@Letter Bee]

"sure, here's your shit, try not to lose it again" gin says evenly as he hands evokers, pokeballs, and digidevices (no clue what they're actually called...) back out to those gathered, asking cornwall a few questions while the children went out to play at war. "you're not very high ranking are you? you don't have that aura of instant death that arch demons put out or the mind numbingly good voice of fallen angels. you new wave?" gin asks, turning to cornwall and heading outside since it was obvious the demon couldn't get anything done there anymore.

At the site of tokyo tower things were much more dire, with beings capable of freeing pokemon from the brain washing caused by the quantum physics marvel of pokeballs, trainers that had never bonded properly were finding their pokemon turning, killing and eating them, leaving even ash's pikachu turning on him, long supressed hatred at being forced to do battle while only able to bear witness to what his body was being forced to do causing even her to turn against her slave master. "are you alright? you've just been kinda staring at me this entire time..." the queen asks tiny, giving him a poke when he sits there, unresponsive while the invasion went off without a hitch, the psionic powers of some of the troops causing the pale imitations of the trainers to be thwarted and turned against them.