𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩

𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄

"Not to worry, we're merely teasing. You may keep your title."

"Although, we did defeat you. Wouldn't that make us the strongest sorcerer?"

"In fairness, we did have a few counters. We have several skills that could either nullify or redirect such an attack right back at you. Your domain was the trickiest part, however. Anyone else would have lost there for sure."

＊can’t Tell ya! ＊dodge or don’t!

"If it pleases you, that imaginary mass technique you use has quite the deadly effect. If we weren't properly prepared, we would have taken far more damage than we had."

Summoning up Brave Fists landing upon the field of battle , some of them are orange….

"It's nothing really. You indulged us in a rather entertaining battle, so we feel you deserve a reward of some kind. Name your price, we'll grant you with anything you desire. Within reason, of course."

＊Let’s Change That! ＊Don’t Blink Or you’ll miss me!

"Well, that's one way of putting it... The lesson is to never underestimate your opponent, no matter how strong your defenses may be. Though we may have been a harsh teacher for such a thing, given our strength. However, you did well all things considered."

And yet, she doesn't act, simply giving him a satisfied smile. "You've done well, Sorcerer. We'll leave you with that." Time resumes, showing that he never truly had control of the battle from the start. "Have you learned anything? We don't wish to overwhelm you any further."

"Did you believe that such an attack would work on us? Infinite knowledge? Such highs are already beneath us." He's conscious, somehow. "Are you prepared to die, 𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪 𝙂𝙤𝙟𝙤?" At this point she was playing with her food, leaving him vulnerable to any attack desired.

Yo mama

Nope. My condolences or whatever, I barely cared about the guy

That Captain guy

They revealed bro was a Ditto just recently.

Hop off that mouse’s Pokéball??

Ugly asf

The Heaven-Winged raises a fist, purely focused on pushing the Sorcerer as far as he could go. She swings, the air pressure of her fist alone destroying the path behind him, along with any buildings or cars that may be unfortunate enough to still remain.