Echoise knew that it was now or never. Her tail glowed, and she gathered all of her strength. Matt looked soulfully into her eyes. "You can do this," he whispered. Then she leaped! It was glorious, spirals of light careening everywhere. For a brief, exquisite moment, Celsinge resigned himself to his fate. There was too much beauty, too much grace in this attack. He stood still, blinked, and squeezed his eyes tight, trying to get the circular lightforms out of his eyes. It was too much. He began to feel fear. Echoise was headed for a... at the very last moment, the gashes in Echoise opened up. Shocked and in pain she was unable to execute the attack as she wanted, and Celsinge, weary but triumphant landed his last few blows on the poor little porpoise.

[5] [Male] [6/25]
[5] [Female] [0/25]

Celsinge grew to level 6! You got 100P. You may now finish off whatever story you need to, buy items and head off to Route 49.