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Lia stayed quiet in the back of the room, resting. Teleportation back and forth was exhausting. And it was not yet reasonably safe to bring Minerva back to the room.

Minerva, of course, was still chilling somewhere in a closet or something.



A buzz of his wings took him away from the ice block and towards Lia. "Lia, I'm going to need a teleport." When the Azumarill just looked back at him in slow-motion with a look of confusion, he sighed. He shifted his way around the room until he found some paper and ink. "Teleport. Hospital. Lloyd."

She nodded wearily without really understanding what was going on.

When Ebony had been trapped in the ice cage, Cecil carefully circled around. Having seen the Lopunny's power, he wasn't so sure that such an attack could have contained her.

So when the ice exploded, he reacted fast, throwing his heavy cloak into the air as he spun. They caught the shards of ice and they were either deflected or stuck harmlessly through the fabric. By the time he had completed his defencive manoeuvre, Ebony was already wreaking havoc through the room.

As she leaped at Alfred, Cecil ran in that direction. An instant before she vanished he slashed his tail at her, a tiny drop of black ink suddenly flying off the tip. It glowed for a brief moment as it struck Ebony before disappearing.

A vague outline of the technique of shadow-walking cropped up in the Smeargle's mind, the magic of Sketch examining how the Lopunny had done it, opening the channels in Cecil's own magic required. Without much thought to the consequences, Cecil leaped into the realm of shadows after her, determined to fight her there or chase her out.

~Jack~Glimmer~Rave~Sonata

Glimmer was forced to use her fanned tail as a shield after a few stray shards of ice came her way; reluctantly bringing her into the battle that she tried so hard to stay out of thus far. Though instead of attacking directly she aimed her Ice Beam towards all the nearby walls. From what she saw the Lopunny was the only one lithe enough to be using them as means of transportation anyway; little did she know of the whole shadowy powers. Who knows, maybe it would still help out anyway in the end?
Even though he was well protected from the lot of the initial explosion of the enemy's cage, Rave found it best to get the hell out of there as soon as possible once it seemed his fellow guildmemebers were dropping like flies. Scurrying under the table it never really clicked with him that the darkest place around was the most dangerous quite possibly...
Once her duty was done, an array of Shadow Balls was added to the fray courtesy of Sonata. She saw the advantages of using moves like Aura Sphere that were bound to hunt down their target but unfortunately she didn't have any ability like that. The second best thing being quantity over quality.

Cecil couldn't hold himself when he was attacked in this state of...non-corporealness. Looks like he needs more practise. The Smeargle burst out of the shadows, and the Lopunny seemed to have forced him out right where Tolin was trying to get in. He twisted and turned reflexively, pushing off the top of the Scyther's head to send himself up and over instead of into the bug-type's face.

The Smeargle landed on the ground behind Tolin, absorbing his momentum with a roll. He got back onto all fours, his eyes darting to the sudden image of four Lopunnies around the room. As one attacked Frost, Cecil lunged for another, sliding his sword clean through.

It disintegrated as if made of smoke. Damn it. He turned just in time to see her, the real Ebony, blast through the wall and escape.

Taking a deep calming breath, the Smeargle's tail transformed back to its natural state. He dropped it, where it lay limp on the ground. He was suddenly, so, so tired. Cecil had never access his magic before, and that Shadow Sneak took a toll.

Looking around at the destruction, he lowered his head in respect at the sight of the torn Dragonair, drawing the holy symbol of Arceus across his chest with a hand. Whatever had just happened here, it was a solemn outcome. A life had been taken and justice had not been made.

~Jack~Glimmer~Rave~Sonata

"Lovely..."
Jack awoke to find himself face to face with the bloody corpse of a recognizable Dragonair, from which point he proceeded to excuse himself from the meeting through the newly renovated door that lead directly outside. Turning the corner he proceeded to spill his lunch out of sight from everyone else; grateful that he was at least able to walk to get that far even.
Glimmer and Rave returned to their respective teams to check on injuries and discuss obvious fears that arisen due to this whole event. Was it really a good idea to dismiss all the guilds back to their posts where they were in much weaker numbers?
Sonata also found herself back with her team, limping quite a bit and most likely suffering from a broken rib. This really wasn't too big of a deal to her, in fact she was more nervous being in the presence of her entirely new team; her mentality torn between making immediate friends or enemies of them. Her tattered thought process was completely understandable though; she having just lost her two closest things to family within a week.