Darn, I must've blacked out a little longer this time.

Kyreum stomped with his head held high as if to yell beyond the domed ceiling. His murky purple eyes faded to a more natural yellow, the ground rumbling as his body crackled the ice beneath him. Fighting Kyreum wasn't easy, especially as his minions alone kept us at bay for a while - yet, his jagged rocky body laid still in front of us. I slowly paced over to him, still tense with magnets out and buzzing, ready to electrocute his mace-shaped head if he was just faking.

I didn't need to do anything though; Reshiram strode past me and pushed me aside, lifting Kyreum's neck and belly with his wide wings. I eyed Kyreum suspiciously as he grovelled over the fight and swore he couldn't remember the fight, turning to the team and moving out of earshot of their apparently sane dialogue.

And with that, I was glad it was over. The adrenaline wore off, aches permeating my metal body, eye stinging from the sharpness of the cold wind. I wiped my forehead (despite not sweating), sighing to myself in relief. I noted the whistling winds slowed to a halt and the ice began to shrink into nothingness, leaving an empty shallow basin only slightly deeper than the floor we fought on. I took a brief moment to register reality, scanning the emptied area with my good eye as I tried my best to smile without a mouth. I wrung my magnets and floated over to the rest of our party, checking for injuries and getting within ears (if any) of Kamina. It seemed as though Anthony and Josh had already scampered off, with even Reshiram and Kyreum disappearing to my confusion.

"Kamina, hey... you know what we must do, right?" I asked, somewhat regrettably as I looked to the others (whoever remained) and back to the crystal. "That crystal... we're gonna need it, but I got no idea what will happen to the Pokemon or town here." I muttered to Kamina, barely able to reach the ears (if any) on his colossal form as I pointed to the floating thing, which we amazingly missed with our attacks.

Honestly, I made myself look more clueless than I should have - what would actually happen was that the dungeon would get swallowed into a broken facsimile of another world, with the town possibly within range of the effects. Yet, our team was tasked to stop Giratina, which required us to get those void crystals. To an outsider, we could've looked like reckless thieves or even villains. And for a moment, I really did doubt if what were doing was worth it.