I took Spruce's words to heart, though I had my doubts that the rest of this journey would get any easier. We went from fending off a bird against Kamina to popping through dangerous and confusing voids. There was still the problem of Desia and that devilish formula, alongside further grey voids popping up in populated areas. Even then, we'd probably have to figure out as to why there are mystery dungeons... assuming we all live to see that day. "Okay, I guess I'll have to tell Yveltal I'm not ready yet." I rasped out, almost snickering as I applied my feathers to my forehead and started brushing away the remaining dust. I watched as Spruce took over Anthony's spot and - I will admit, watching Spruce crawling up Kamina's head like an obstacle was cute - otherwise swapped out of an attack that would've burned Spruce badly.

Huh, we were fighting already. Anthony bravely took the hit as battle-lines were drawn, Celes blasting a sly Dratini with a brilliant flash of pink light. I covered my eyes briefly as I started hovering over towards the fight, red glowing lava light embalming everyone including myself. Red seemed to fit me well actually. It wasn't long until more attacks started bombarding the field, missing us all but still intent on causing a serious disruption. Funnily enough, it knocked over what appeared to be an oven and popped out a berry, something I immediately desired for and latched my attention onto Spruce - why? He was busy plucking the berry and knew who to pass it to, zipping it upwards with abnormal strength (for a plant).

I briefly spied Anthony seemingly frowning at Spruce when he snatched the berry and passed it towards me, having little to say in the manner. I couldn't really see why he'd be like that, since I could actually feel my health [s]bar[/s] edging closer towards critical failure. Didn't help I actually visualised it, being as analytical as I usually am.

...never-mind, there was a berry in the air. I almost dozed off, but unusually quick reactions and a series of fast magnets managed to grasp the rather bouncy berry. I looked at it oddly, unsure whether or not eating a cooked Oran berry would exactly be beneficial towards the user. Either way we didn't have anymore time to waste, quickly letting a red mist seep into me as the berry turned to hot ashes. (Yes, that just happened; let's not talk about it.) Within seconds I felt invigorated and ready to break bones again, cackling and commenting on how long it had been since I felt this good. I probably wouldn't 'eat' another cooked berry again though.