Ash exhaled slowly.
“She’s really on her own journey now… Bonnie.”
There was pride in his voice, but also a soft ache — the feeling of watching someone he cared about grow up.
Serena leaned a little closer, her voice gentle:
“She always looked up to you, Ash. It makes sense she’d want to follow her own path.”
Clemont nodded gratefully.
But Ryker — arms crossed, eyes narrowed at the fire — finally broke the quiet.
“So let me get this straight. You crossed Kalos, took a ship alone, survived a storm, and hunted down rumors of Ash all across Maraven, just to find him?”
Clemont adjusted his glasses, embarrassed but resolute.
“Yes. Because something is happening in this region… something big. And Ash always ends up where destiny needs him most.”
Ash blinked. “Wait—Clemont… what do you mean ‘something big?’”
Clemont reached into his bag and pulled out a metal capsule — cracked, glowing faintly with unstable blue light.
The moment he opened it, the campfire flickered violently.
Serena gasped.
Ryker stepped forward instantly, tension sharpening his stance.
Ash’s eyes widened.
Inside the capsule…
A shard of the Maraven Tera Core.
Fractured. Radiating wild, unstable energy.
Clemont whispered:
“Ash… this is why I came.
The Tera Core — the heart of Maraven — is breaking.”
A cold wind swept through the campsite.
The journey…
had just become something much bigger than all of them.
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