Yellow - Heals Mewtwo

Yellow said nothing for some time, standing over Mewtwo’s unconscious form like a conquering king. Funny, for all of the talk, for all that this meant for her team, in this moment she felt like someone who’d just beaten one of her best friends senseless. It was a sensation much more bitter than sweet. Wordlessly, she knelt down beside Mewtwo, holding her hand over his forehead. She didn’t have much left, but what she had would have to do.

“Uhhh…” Letter said softly, “You got anything to say?”

Her healing energies coursed into Mewtwo’s body, fixing his injuries like they hadn’t even happened. When she felt him stir, felt his mind pull away from the fog of slumber, she stopped, her fingers hovering tenuously over him as if she expected him to bite. He grimaced as pain brought him back to the world of the living, then groaned as he began to force himself to recover, healing himself at a much greater rate than Yellow could ever manage.

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Round 12, FreestyleKneepad