I had a roller-coaster of emotions as Reshiram flailed and struggled. I backed off from the limbo state he was in, between defeat and some ultimate attack, while everyone else threw pretty much everything at the legendary. At that point, the arena was flooded with lights and noise, which could've been mistaken for some rave. Unfortunately, all raves end; when the sparks and fires cleared away (with one last tower-rattling implosion), Reshiram had fallen and slammed into the ground, instantly incapacitated and letting the air settle at last. He could've been mistaken for Zekrom based on the blackened skin, and I felt obliged to check if he was really defeated. Before I had a chance to inspect Reshiram, I heard another thud behind ourselves, which was bad on its own.
"That's not good..." I had forgotten Spruce took a battering, and so did everyone else. As the adrenaline wore off, many things set in; I felt aches and twists all around my body, and my vision was briefly unfocused as I floated over towards the commotion. A bit of echoing set in from voices all around me, but I could at least clearly see Spruce sprawled on the charred floor. He was swooped up by Kamina while Celes cried and begged for help. My face was numb and I was more or less glad we were just still around, instead of meeting up in Arceus' domain. More echoes and ringing in my air followed Reshiram's voice, notably more regal and less paranoid as he slowly crawled towards us. I looked behind myself towards Vine and the legendary, and planned to say something. "..." I just sighed really, and I couldn't get any proper words out. Well, aside from "Just listen to what we have to say soon, considering what you've done."