The spray of blood from the Nidoqueen’s attack reflected off of Sabrina’s eyes, glistening with moonlight, but thanks to the man’s incredible reflexes the slash only caught him on the side, missing his vitals.
A lot happened at once. Right as Sabrina pressed the button on her Pokeball, materializing her Mr. Mime by her side, a flash of green light appeared in between the man with the cross and the Nidoqueen as he stumbled back, slamming against the former with monstrous force, enough to send a shockwave of air and push the beast back almost toward the wall.
It was Clay, the Scyther that always gave her so much trouble in battle. Despite being much smaller than his opponent, the strength behind his scythes threw Nidoqueen off balance with very little difficulty, the bug’s eyes shining with a ferocity unlike any Sabrina had seen before.
It was enough to give her courage, if just a little. She parted her lips and…
“Mime, Psych-!”
BLAM!
Completely ignoring the Scyther and his master, Nidoqueen turned on a dime and threw herself at Sabrina like an incoming train. Her massive hand closed around the girl’s torso, lifting her off the ground as though she weighed nothing and slamming her against the wall next to Azure with enough force to loosen some of the bricks, flakes of cement and paint exploding in a cloud around her.
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“S-Sabrina!”
“Come on, don’t be like that now,” Azure sighed, hands calmly shoved in the pockets of his pants. “Are you really going to throw away your future just for this man? Did you think this through at all? If you reconsider and kill him like I ordered you too, I’ll pretend this never happened and we can continue being good friends. What do you say?”
Yet Sabrina could only grunt and struggle against the Nidoqueen’s grip. It was useless, like a young child foolishly attempting to move a stone pillar with their hands.
“...You know, if you acted like a real psychic, you wouldn’t be in this situation,” Azure said, teasing. “Maybe it’s about time you stop ignoring what you are, hm?”
Vision swimming, Sabrina half-opened one of her eyes, looking for her Mr. Mime, when she saw Azure sigh again, and turn to walk toward her, which made her heart sink. But then…
At first she thought her brain had frozen. But no; contrary to her -and even Azure’s- expectations, the man was unable to take that first step, that ever-present smile on his face faltering ever so slightly for the first time since she’d known him. His bicolored eyes widened with surprise, and Sabrina followed them as they looked behind him, over his shoulder.
There, in the man’s shadow, lay buried a small knife unlike any Sabrina had seen before, its blade short and triangular. Somehow, unbelievably, that alone kept Azure from moving. Even speaking seemed to come as a challenge to him.
“Hoo… You really are talented, eh?”
The man with the cross simply formed a lopsided, confident smile, his black eyes shining with determination. The wound on his side bled slowly, dripping, red infused with moonlight.