Clutching his head, desperately, Tantalus was running out of both ideas and time. The rate of his heart’s beating was rapidly increasing, the stress of the mental assault and his power both taking it’s toll. Head pounding, he tried to answer Rebeca, to explain the situation. Words formed within his mind, but refused to go anywhere else. Each attempted form of communication was snuffed out by the newly-awakened Xerneas. Eyes burning from the sparkling light rolling off of him, Tantalus’s condition worsened. With no other solution, he begged for the pain to stop, no matter what it took. Even if that meant Rebeca knocking him into next week.

Looking over the gathering crowd, drawn in by the impressive light show, his eyes met another’s. Alain, the Avatar of Yveltal. Through the anguish, a plan formed. Alain’s Avatar power was to drain the life force from people. Used on him, Tantalus mused, it might be enough to ward off Xerneas, or cause him to pass out. The question was, if he did indeed lose consciousness…

[i]Would I still be me when I wake up?[/i]

A gamble. His life hung in the balance of a single flip of a coin. The two of them had always left the biggest decisions down to chance. Tantalus was unable to speak, but he could form sentences within his mind. Heads he would. Tails he wouldn’t. Wanting to smile, he found even that impossible. 

[color=00aeef]Apate. Heads or tails.[/color]

The Mawile’s eyes snapped towards Tantalus, nervously jerking. She had been worried sick since he started to act strange, and hearing his voice once more was a relief. [color=fff200]Heads.[/color]

A sudden weight fell from his shoulders. [color=00aeef]Then I need a favour from you. Get Alain to use his power on me.[/color]

[color=fff200][i]What?[/i][/color] She asked, horrified. Looking over him one more, it was clear that whatever was wrong, was serious. There was no time to argue. Walking over to Alain, the Mawile grabbed his trouser leg and tugged it, pointing towards Tantalus, and mimicked an action that resembled a high-five. Unable to converse properly with any of the present company, this was the best she could do, praying that someone would notice what her actions signified.