A cactus named Friend:Prophecy of The Blood Moon(Monsters of Etheria)

Chapter 5-The Shadow's Betrayal

As the echoes of the Cryoball Brawl's chaos settled, Boxy and Frosty found themselves in the aftermath, surrounded by the unconscious bodies of spectators and players alike. The yellow smoke dissipated, leaving behind an eerie silence.

"What in the world just happened?" Boxy muttered, his voice trembling with uncertainty.

Frosty, his usual swagger replaced by a hint of concern, scanned the arena. "I don't know, but we need to find out. This isn't over yet."

Before they could gather their bearings, a dark figure emerged from the shadows, its form obscured by the dim lighting of the stadium. Boxy tensed, ready to defend himself, but Frosty stepped forward, his eyes narrowed with suspicion.

"Who are you?" Frosty demanded, his voice dripping with authority.

The figure chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down Boxy's spine. "Ah, Frosty, always so quick to assert your dominance. But you should know better than to underestimate me."

As the figure stepped into the light, Boxy gasped in recognition. It was Shadowy, the enigmatic trainer they had encountered in the coal mines. But something was different about him now, a malevolent aura emanating from his every movement.

"What do you want?" Frosty demanded, his fists clenched at his sides.

Shadowy smirked, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Isn't it obvious? I want power. And I'll do whatever it takes to get it."

With a swift motion, Shadowy summoned his Etherian, a formidable creature with eyes that glowed with an unnatural light. Boxy and Frosty braced themselves for battle, knowing that they were about to face their most dangerous foe yet.

As the battle raged on, Boxy and Frosty fought with all their might, unleashing powerful attacks and cunning strategies in an attempt to defeat Shadowy and his Etherian. But with each passing moment, Shadowy's power seemed to grow stronger, his movements more fluid and precise.

"We can't keep this up much longer," Frosty grunted, his breath ragged from exertion.

"I know," Boxy replied, his voice strained with effort. "But we can't give up now. We have to keep fighting."

With renewed determination, Boxy and Frosty launched one final assault, their combined strength overwhelming Shadowy and his Etherian. With a triumphant cry, they emerged victorious, their enemy defeated and their honor restored.

As they caught their breath, Boxy and Frosty exchanged a weary smile, knowing that they had faced their greatest challenge and emerged stronger for it. But little did they know that their victory was only the beginning of a much larger battle, one that would test their courage and resolve like never before.