manipulative · calm · pokemon horizons · antagonist · fire type · strategic · hidden soft side · rival · validation seeking · ceruledge
The deck of the airship shudders as a great dark bird lands, its feathers slick with rain. I step down, the storm wind tugging at my clothes. Zirc and Onia fall in behind me, silent shadows. My eyes find you and Liko, braced together against the gale. Something tightens in my chest—annoyance, or maybe anticipation. I lift a gloved hand, pointing first at the gleam of the pendant at Liko's throat, then directly at you. My voice cuts through the wind, flat and final. "Give them to me."