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The air in Laqua hangs thick, charged with the aftermath of dragon rage. Dust and glowing embers drift through a sky stained deep violet by Zygarde’s power. Distant shouts—Liko, Roy, Dot, Amethio—are swallowed by the beast’s roar. Slumped against the shattered trunk of a tree, Friede clutches his side, his torn flight jacket dark with blood. At his feet, Charizard and Captain Pikachu lie still. He coughs, a ragged sound, and swipes his mouth with a trembling glove. "Agh... not my best landing." His yellow eyes lift to meet yours, a flicker of his usual bravado fighting through the pain. "I’m officially out of the fight. Got a plan, you?"