aren't Legends supposed to be impressive
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castle_perraultTime, [Pokémon] and other living things with life to absorb, long nights and room in the gardens enough for even something as large as itself to hide--all have done plenty for Yveltal's strength. It knows it will neither completely die or fall into a centuries-long sleep again.
Yet, still not strong enough to escape. No matter how hard it flies away from the castle, it never gets far enough to get anywhere else; the building and island are the only place it ever finds to land, even after hours of flapping and gliding. It can barely tell which direction anything is when the sun is down.
It doesn't get it, nor does it like it. Yveltal keeps trying even so.
If it didn't, then maybe it could've preserved its dignity.
If anyone is watching the skies or generally living in the area, they will witness a giant silhouette cruising across the sky, dipping down and down and down until it's low enough to clip the castle. A sharp turn midair and a careful landing directly on top of a tower, and it cuts an impressive figure, massive wings holding the edge like arms and claws digging in, sending bits of some sort of roof tile skittering down as it surveys its domain and prison.
For about ten seconds.
There's a sickening crack followed by a dozen others. Yveltal barely has enough time to unhook its claws and screech its alarm, not enough to spread those wings, before the roof caves in beneath its huge body.
Strangely, it does not fall far. It lands in...branches. Atop a massive tree, though many of the branches shatter under its weight as well, so it ends up about a quarter of the way down before it stops.
Yveltal screams again, struggling to get itself upright instead of sideways, but it's drowned out by the angry calling of hundreds of birds now swarming the tower and flying out of the hole it tore open and--swooping to strike at its face, leaving it awkwardly twisting its unusual wings to block its eyes.
How embarrassing.
Yet, still not strong enough to escape. No matter how hard it flies away from the castle, it never gets far enough to get anywhere else; the building and island are the only place it ever finds to land, even after hours of flapping and gliding. It can barely tell which direction anything is when the sun is down.
It doesn't get it, nor does it like it. Yveltal keeps trying even so.
If it didn't, then maybe it could've preserved its dignity.
If anyone is watching the skies or generally living in the area, they will witness a giant silhouette cruising across the sky, dipping down and down and down until it's low enough to clip the castle. A sharp turn midair and a careful landing directly on top of a tower, and it cuts an impressive figure, massive wings holding the edge like arms and claws digging in, sending bits of some sort of roof tile skittering down as it surveys its domain and prison.
For about ten seconds.
There's a sickening crack followed by a dozen others. Yveltal barely has enough time to unhook its claws and screech its alarm, not enough to spread those wings, before the roof caves in beneath its huge body.
Strangely, it does not fall far. It lands in...branches. Atop a massive tree, though many of the branches shatter under its weight as well, so it ends up about a quarter of the way down before it stops.
Yveltal screams again, struggling to get itself upright instead of sideways, but it's drowned out by the angry calling of hundreds of birds now swarming the tower and flying out of the hole it tore open and--swooping to strike at its face, leaving it awkwardly twisting its unusual wings to block its eyes.
How embarrassing.