It looks like some kind of localized meteor shooting down at the circle. The meteor is at least slow in its approach. And Arceus remains still as it aims, so once you're out of range, throwing balms will be easy.
[Whoa. Saturn has to tear his eyes away from watching that to throw the balms; it's wild?! Arceus is wild?! But he has to get through this! Crobat saved his skin just now! So he dashes over to where there's an opening and begins throwing again. Take this, God!]
The move is critically effective—Crobat is fast, and moves before Arceus is able to change type again. Of course, when it does get the opportunity it's going to switch to Rock-type to rain down divine Judgment... just, Crobat had gotten the advantage early, and has a lot of those status effect tricks, so Arceus falters against Crobat's attacks eventually. Even though she took damage, she is victorious for this phase.
You can tell, because when Arceus concedes, it disappears entirely from view. How ominous... There's no way it's over just like that, right?
[But he doesn't recall her into her ball. Something isn't right. He just brings her close, stroking her head and stepping slowly forward, on his guard.]
You hear a noise like shattering glass behind you, a prickling crawling up your spine. If you're on your guard, it is very obvious that you need to watch out for something coming from that direction.
[Oh yeah. Ohhhhh no. Saturn darts away from where he's standing even before he turns to look, Crobat swooping along with him and then putting herself between Saturn and that sound.]
It's a crack in the fabric of reality itself. Arceus breaks out of the crack and charges towards where you were once standing, but now that you've moved, it's a sitting duck. It's easy to throw the balms and progress to the final phase—the final Pokemon battle roll to defeat Arceus!
Arceus takes a direct blow, instantly poisoned by the move. It buckles, going down on a knee. It seems to have decided on its own to concede with that one final show of force.
The golden orbs in your hand disappear.
"... Excellent... I have truly seen the strength of thy determination."
Edited (fancy-ass god pokemon) 2023-03-29 05:07 (UTC)
[He asks this automatically, and then feels like a fucking moron right away for doing so. This is a god Pokemon! This isn't some random human he bumped into on the street and knocked into a lamp post or something! But still he approaches, getting his own breath back.]
It straightens up at the concern, looking dignified once again.
"Thy attacks cannot harm me in any meaningful sense. What thou hast done is proven the strength of thy will to succeed. Then, if thou sayest thou wilt do whatever is needed in order to restore the human Ingo's memories... Come forth, newfound companion."
Sharpedo suddenly appears from his ball.
"Thou hast made a connection with this Pokemon... though it may have been for a short time. The experiences you have shared together have built power. This power may be commanded by divine will to dispel the fog within the human's mind. Speak, and I shall grant thy wish with this power."
[Sharpedo! Saturn feels a little bad now for not solely relying on it through all this . . . but it's still true. He reaches out and puts his hand on Sharpedo to pat him and hold the contact. This was his Sharpedo! For a short time!]
Then—restore his memories. Dispel the fog with that power!
Sharpedo looks happy and tender, closing his eyes as he leans into the touch. Though it was a short time, and it was as part of a larger team, he seems to have found it meaningful.
Sharpedo starts glowing, dissipating into sparkling lights... Those lights rise up, and scatter down, off the platform in the sky, out towards the rest of the world. The bright lights cut through the clouds, shining with divine clarity.
You wake up, within the prison. The palace game is over for you.
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It looks like some kind of localized meteor shooting down at the circle. The meteor is at least slow in its approach. And Arceus remains still as it aims, so once you're out of range, throwing balms will be easy.
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[She did so well the first time! Stick to what works!! And I rolled a 9 so. GO CROBAT]
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You can tell, because when Arceus concedes, it disappears entirely from view. How ominous... There's no way it's over just like that, right?
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[But he doesn't recall her into her ball. Something isn't right. He just brings her close, stroking her head and stepping slowly forward, on his guard.]
Where did it go . . . ?
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Toxicroak, Poison Jab!
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The golden orbs in your hand disappear.
"... Excellent... I have truly seen the strength of thy determination."
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[He asks this automatically, and then feels like a fucking moron right away for doing so. This is a god Pokemon! This isn't some random human he bumped into on the street and knocked into a lamp post or something! But still he approaches, getting his own breath back.]
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"Thy attacks cannot harm me in any meaningful sense. What thou hast done is proven the strength of thy will to succeed. Then, if thou sayest thou wilt do whatever is needed in order to restore the human Ingo's memories... Come forth, newfound companion."
Sharpedo suddenly appears from his ball.
"Thou hast made a connection with this Pokemon... though it may have been for a short time. The experiences you have shared together have built power. This power may be commanded by divine will to dispel the fog within the human's mind. Speak, and I shall grant thy wish with this power."
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Then—restore his memories. Dispel the fog with that power!
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Sharpedo starts glowing, dissipating into sparkling lights... Those lights rise up, and scatter down, off the platform in the sky, out towards the rest of the world. The bright lights cut through the clouds, shining with divine clarity.
You wake up, within the prison. The palace game is over for you.