No... I absolutely couldn't stop here!
An unyielding will forcibly pierced through the darkness and exhaustion that had nearly swallowed his consciousness completely.
When Heaven was about to entrust someone with a great responsibility, he absolutely would not allow himself to lose. He hated failure.
"Big guy..." Yan Yang's voice was like a dying candle in the wind, weak yet carrying unquestionable resolve. "Give it everything... let's make one final stand!"
Volcanion did not waste breath on any reply. Its massive body suddenly shuddered, and all the remaining energy within it poured out madly and recklessly like a breached flood.
The crimson glow swelled in an instant, even overwhelming the core's ominous dark-red radiance as they made their final attempt!
Yan Yang gave everything as well, wringing out every bit of power he could possibly mobilize.
At that moment, they seemed like soldiers in formation facing certain death, unleashing their exclusive move and gathering all their strength, will, and fate into this final blow. This was their last stand.
As Yan Yang merged in completely without regard for the cost, the dark-red core's pulsations began to fall into unprecedented chaos.
Threads of warm, brilliant golden-red light began to seep stubbornly into that suffocating dark-red glow.
The bands of energy began trembling violently, and tiny yet incomparably pure motes of light started struggling free from them.
Like fireflies finally breaking free from a spiderweb, they drifted upward slowly, carrying a trace of confusion but even more of the lightness of liberation. In the end, they vanished into the void at the top of the energy space, returning to the world where they belonged.
They had succeeded! The method was right! This path worked!
However, the price they paid was equally devastating.
Yan Yang's figure was nearly completely transparent, unable even to