Distantly, the sound of sleigh bells ring, and said sleigh with eight tiny reindeer--and a MUCH larger deer pulling it--slowly drifts across the sky.
The larger deer? That's Xerneas.
It sweeps up errant combatants with its horns, making sure they're wrapped together practically snug as children in their beds, or like a Christmas present! Festive, like the season they tried so hard to prevent.
For a brief moment, Sasha is visible, arms raised over her head and a fierce grin on her feline face, before she leaps up high into the air. Only a gleam can be seen, but then...
her haloed form, like the disco-ball in New York, sparkling as she descends swiftly to drive both fists into the hapless Revengers--the main dastards. Alas, Wes is also within Ground Zero of the Screaming Santa's Sleigh Suplex--but it isn't enough to put him down for the count.
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The larger deer? That's Xerneas.
It sweeps up errant combatants with its horns, making sure they're wrapped together practically snug as children in their beds, or like a Christmas present! Festive, like the season they tried so hard to prevent.
For a brief moment, Sasha is visible, arms raised over her head and a fierce grin on her feline face, before she leaps up high into the air. Only a gleam can be seen, but then...
her haloed form, like the disco-ball in New York, sparkling as she descends swiftly to drive both fists into the hapless Revengers--the main dastards. Alas, Wes is also within Ground Zero of the Screaming Santa's Sleigh Suplex--but it isn't enough to put him down for the count.
It is, however, enough to knock him for a loop...