Dazzling blue light blazed across the arena.
Both the brilliant white Tera Blast and the pink-purple Psychic Terrain were overwhelmed by a vast surge of psychic power.
It was as though a glowing blue sun had risen over the battlefield.
"Ha—ppy—"
Blissey's little face tightened as she struggled to keep up her output.
But she could not break through the blockade. It was like punching a wall.
Her base Special Attack might have been even lower than Whiscash's, but her energy level was another matter, and Terastallization gave her an extra boost.
Blissey could have accepted Mega Gardevoir's move matching Tera Blast. But stopping it dead halfway?
How enormous did the gap have to be?
Blissey had not felt this thoroughly outmatched in years.
"Happy..."
At last, a breathless gasp escaped her.
The steady stream of white light from Blissey's little hands faded. The remaining Tera Blast was swallowed by Psychic and began moving toward her at a pace that was anything but slow.
In the next instant—
BOOM!!
Everyone felt their eardrums tremble and the ground shake beneath their feet. A milky-white shockwave exploded outward like a wall of air.
"Ah!"
Many spectators flinched so badly they nearly sprang to their feet.
Fortunately, the venue's safety barriers kept the blast and dust out of the stands.
Stray blue light shot skyward, illuminating every face.
"Mega Gardevoir is on fire!" Pachira exclaimed. "With the match reaching its climax, Diantha is finally going all out!"
No.
This was an explosive surge.
Baimu waved away the smoke in front of him.
His expression remained perfectly calm, betraying none of the weight pressing on his heart.
Then—
An invisible force swept the haze from the arena.
Mega Gardevoir stood wreathed in blue radiance like smoke and flame, the air around her constantly warping.