The King pushed aside the ball light with a flourish of his wing. Dark, needle-like shadows sewing the few burning holes it left back together. “Hmhmhmhmm" The King giggled in voice that grew increasingly cold with building dread in the air. A fear so intense that even the roaches feasting on the corpses fled."-perhaps that my have hurt had you not soiled your purity with that dark type my dear." The King size and firery aura now swelled with arrival of the Lord. The flame form it spreading like a plague over the heaps of fallen bodies, eating away and leaving only the brittle bones. He took another few crushing steps over to Freja, who’s smile wavered for a moment, before she called for an assault from her Togekiss. The King beamed with dark joy. "Another waste my dear-" He chided back as the fairy birds collided with his aura. Their screams where music to the King’s ears as his aura ate away like acid at their flesh, their blackened bones falling down to join the others.
He now let out a spin chilling laugh and Dark Pulse. Hoping that this would at least make thing a little interesting.