When the Avatars of Rayquaza and Giratina both attacked Porygon-Z consecutively to display their own power not to the Pokémon that was requesting it, but to each other, Kaze started running toward the two, intending to break up the fight. He was beat to the punch only by a second when the Avatar of Diancie stepped between them and began lecturing the others. Specifically, she looked at Germaine to begin with.

[b][color=f49ac2]“You’ve been gone for a long time, and by my word as an avatar, you’ll be [i]back[/i] for a long time as well. Let’s do things better than the fools of the past,”[/color][/b] she said with determination. At this point, Kaze joined her, though he was nervous about being flanked by such powerful people, he had stood up to an intimidating Arbok when he was younger and definitely less powerful. Now he had to channel that bravery again. No doubt he was the youngest and least powerful of the Avatars there, he still knew he needed to stop them from killing each other.

[b][color=f49ac2]“As an avatar, you have ample time to settle old scores and ample space to travel the earth - none of us lack for either.” She gestured broadly at the assembled crowd. “But this event isn’t [i]about[/i] us - it’s about the people who came here to [i]welcome[/i] us. Thousands of strangers who’ve never met us and have no concept of any of our separate lives, but who cared enough regardless to travel across the globe to be here. None of us can comprehend your past - that goes without saying. But if you want your future to be any different, then it has to start today, in front of everyone who came to welcome you. We don’t need to comprehend your pain to hate the fact that you’ve suffered,”[/color][/b] she continued. After a moment of hesitation, she resumed, [b][color=f49ac2]“If this is a matter for avatars, then let us keep it among avatars, where we can freely exchange thoughts that do not reflect our group as a whole. If this is a matter of pride, then we have already have a time and date for combat. But brawling a public space will do nobody good, [i]especially[/i] the people who came here to thank you."[/color][/b]

She finished with a daunting statement: [b][color=f49ac2]“Or you can pick a fight surrounded by [i]thousands[/i] of experienced trainers with families to protect. Oh, and several trigger-happy avatars as well. Your call there.”[/color][/b]

Now it was Kaze's turn. “She's right; we're supposed to be the Avatars of some of the most powerful creatures on the planet. They entrusted us with their power in hopes that we could properly protect them, and through them, the world. But [i]look[/i] at us! We're disgracing the Legends we represent! We're terrifying the people we should be defending! And like Miss Diancie said, they came to celebrate us, and we're scaring them away! Is this what you want? You're ruining not only your own name, but the names of us all, so please . . . ” Kaze's voice wavered and he felt the tears welling up in his eyes, “don't keep fighting like this.” He clenched his fists and bowed his head, the Soothe Bell he wore around his neck jingling lightly. A single tear fell from his face. Now he could only hope the others would hear him, because he suddenly, for the first time, regretted taking up the mantle of an Avatar. But as much as he wanted to run away, he found himself frozen in place, waiting.