Midnight was silent as he watched Lisalia take the boat to the Minister's tower. What had happened? Let's just say that Midnight had gotten caught. At first he was trapped by the rain, but then it had stopped long enough to catch him off guard and grab him. Thankfully it was only a little so he could get out of the way before more came and take back control of his head, but then he was trapped again. That's when Lisalia snapped.

"Midnight! I'm tearing him down! Wait here!" He could only nod as she headed off.

"Areul..."

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She arrived as a loud sound escaped it. She glanced at Pichu with a smile.

"I promise you and your partner will be free. Ok?" It smiled before it pointed to the top, almost like it was ordering her to go. She couldn't help but giggle. "You have no say-" It glared at her, gaining a chuckle from her. "Fine. But soon I'll be your boss." She then looked up at the tall tower and went up.

!!!

She snuck up to the Minister's room as a loud conversation escaped it.

"You are hurting your citizens!"

"Oh, go back to your sector, Laroe."

Lisalia was quiet as a group stormed out of the Minister's room. Her eyes caught sight of the leader and a smile curved onto her face before she raided the room. She made sure that the last group heard her battle cry. Her staff appeared in her hand as she shouted.

201 centimeters (79 inches) of expensive obsidian form the base of this stunning staff. Playfully intertwining shafts only ever touch to form the handle, which has been strengthened and polished. The bottom ends in an open diamond made of wood and has been decorated with several crystals floating in a symmetric pattern, always gently turning in a circle. The top is made out of first-rate wood and has been crafted into an animal claw, which has been decorated with curved blade shapes, positioned together in a fan or wing-like pattern.

"Minister! I, Lisalia, challenge you to a battle for the throne!"

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The group went out as the shout hit the air. A Pichu had a huge smile on its face as one of the people went over.

"Hey little guy." It looked the person over. It caught sight of the styler before smiling. "You waiting for the fight to finish?" It nodded as a scream of pain followed. The lead female hummed as a cheer of victory touched the sky.

"YES! I, LISALIA, HAVE TAKEN YOUR TITLE!"

Pichu's face was a literal ball of light. The storm clouds finally left the sky and the tower started dissolving. Lisalia appeared and ran over to Pichu, who jumped into a hug.

"Freedom of Oblivia! Welcome into the air!" The group giggled at the little celebration.

"I was going to come out here and drop a lightning bolt on the place. But I see that's not needed." Lisalia turned to the leader of the group as she held out her hand. "Laroe, Minister of Almia." A smile crept across the new Minister's face as she took the hand.

"Lisalia." They shook hands before a thought dawned upon her. Midnight was probably still waiting. "Well... I best get to work on getting this sector back up and running. It's good to meet you, Laroe." Laroe nodded before she turned to her group.

"Shall we?" They nodded as they went their separate ways. Lisalia gulped as she urged the boat forward.

Hang in there, Midnight.

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Midnight had fallen asleep with a cold starting up. He was weakly breathing when he was finally picked up. He shuddered awake as Lisalia's face came into view. A faint smile crossed his face before he snuggled against her warmth.

"Hang in there..."

He sneezed into his arm as she got him back onto the ship and wrapped into some blankets. He gave another soft, playful smile as she got him settled and he passed out.