Touko's hand shook, her body still in disbelief over the outcome of her battle with Ghetsis. Her body ached all over and yet her senses were dulled, dampened from the pure shock of the moment. She bent over to comfort Zekrom, her beautiful black dragon, as he lay wounded at her feet. She desperately searched her bag for another full heal, but to no avail; she was shaking so badly she could hardly stand to be inside her own body. Frantic for a way to comfort her friend, she ripped off a piece of her shirt and tried to staunch the bleeding from a large gash in Zekrom's right leg.
It whimpered weakly beneath her as she applied press