After Muramasa had been taught a lesson, things finally settled down. With Akari soothing Bloodmoon Ursaluna, the bear gradually regained its senses, and the blood moon hanging in the night sky dissipated. Everything seemed to be over.
Particles of Terastal Energy scattered with a pop. Ogerpon caught the Teal Mask as its Terastallization ended, then turned toward Mingyou, but there was no joy on its face.
Though it had recovered the Teal Mask, the Ogre Mask was broken. Ogre Masks might be mass-produced, but this one was a gift from Mingyou. It was precious.
Mingyou stroked its head and comforted it with a smile. "It's okay. We can fix it when we get home. Besides, you've already..."
"Pon..."
Ogerpon shook its head. The Teal Mask held memories of its past, but only the Ogre Mask held memories of everyone here. That was why it wanted the Ogre Mask more.
"I see... Leave it to me, then!"
"Pon~"
Mingyou put the broken Ogre Mask into his backpack, then looked down at the wound on his chest and touched it lightly. "Hiss! That really hurts, though. Did he have to hit me that hard? I went so easy on him..."
But just then... something unexpected happened again!
"What is that?!"
Jessie's scream suddenly rang out nearby, only to cut off a second later. James didn't even get the chance to scream.
A pair of huge blue hands grabbed them and flung them away. Meowth clung to Wobbuffet, trembling and too frightened to utter a word as the life drained from the two humans.
Still Terastallized, but covered in wounds and leaking black liquid, Dusknoir swallowed their souls outright, then charged back onto the battlefield and shouted at Ogerpon.
"Dusk!"
You little runt, give me back that mask!
Meanwhile, elsewhere...
"We can't beat