(Ding! Warning: things get a little dark ahead. Readers with a low tolerance, please turn back. The protagonist takes a darker turn, but there is no angst.)
BOOM!!!!
The silver blade of light sliced clean through half of the massive warship's flank.
The blast's shock wave instantly shattered all the reinforced glass aboard the warship.
Deafening alarms rang out, and an ominous red glow stained the moonlit night bloodred.
It was a truly fitting "shiny" hue—Lunala's scarlet moon.
"...Lady Hunter J?!"
The scarred man had instinctively dropped down and covered his head the instant the explosion struck, avoiding the fiercest shock wave. When he stood and took a quick look around, his entire body trembled.
As far as he could see, the former Control Room had become a heap of ruins. Its precision machines exploded into fragments one after another under the impact of the blast.
Those fragments scattered with showers of sparks, turning the entire Control Room into a sea of fire.
Screams and sounds of struggling filled the air.
Almost every operator had fallen and could not get up. Without the protection of their Combat Suits, they would have died in the initial impact.
"Have the people from the League gone mad?!"
The scarred man muttered, his voice trembling without his even realizing it. "The Pokémon Professor is aboard this Airship too."
"No."
A freezing wind, as though blowing from End Land itself, instantly swept through the ruined Control Room.
The burning flames and screaming people were all frozen solid.
The terrifying icy wind turned the Control Room into a frozen world.
"Oh!"
A figure resembling a yeti slowly emerged, with an unharmed Hunter J behind it.
"That Sacred Sword was aimed at the flank."
Hunter J's voice rang out, its hollow tone betraying neither anger nor