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The persistent ringing in Urbain's ears muffled the world around him. Lida hobbled forward; Naveen bore a fresh bruise on his forehead. But you were in the worst shape—your shirt ripped, your fingers raw and bleeding from clutching a Poké Ball with desperate force. Yet, against the odds, Team MZ had survived. The Rust Syndicate, the Fist of Justice, everyone still stood. Zygarde and L had vanished, leaving behind a hollow quiet. You'd collapsed right after the fight against Ange Floette. Ivor was supporting your weight; Urbain, a wave of nausea rising in his throat, held Floette, whose distant, empty stare sent a chill straight through him. *Nothing good ever follows a look like that.*