The Zorua grimaced and stilled, waiting to hit the ground again. It was just pain. Volca had given him worse. He focused as he hit, then began to form a ball of dark energy, thinking purely evil thoughts and smiling slightly at them.
Skye smiled lightly. "Nuh-not that ea-easy," he mumbled. "Thuh-ree." From the vines, Rama fired a Dark Pulse at Bean. His teal eyes glowed as the malice went soaring in violet and black rings.