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In the deep edges of space, was a lone light. A giant of blues and silvers flew through the empty vacuum, the orb on their chest glowing turquoise against the black of the void. Their destination was close; the calculations made in advance were right. Just a few moments more and they would be on Earth. The planet that their masters and teachers had spoke of so fondly, full of life and wonder the Land of Light but in a wholly alien manner.
The giant wondered and wandered and hoped that the world their masters praised was as splendid as theorized.
A goat bleated. Then another, and the one adjacent to the first. Soon, a whole herd of goats, young and old, were in a cacophony of BAAA. Only one remained quiet, a greying old goat that trotted to the nearby barn, lowering its head to bump into the hip of a nearby Umamusume.
“Oh, sorry Dune, but its not your lunch time yet.” She responds in a soft, slightly anxious voice.
The goat stares at her with a neutral gaze. It was hard to tell what they were thinking at times, especially this elder one. This was quickly disproven when he starts nibbling at the hem of her dress.
“Dune, please d-don’t. The cloth isn’t very healthy for you… I’ll get Taiki to give you all a snack then…”
The mentioned Uma’s ears perk up from behind a nearby fence gate, holding a pig as big as a bolster in her arms. “Oh, is it Dune again? He always wants snacks extra early. Just gimme a second!”
She sets down the pig, looking around for that stack of hay she recalled lying around. Locating it behind her, she rips out a fresh handful of it before opting to just lift the whole bale up and aiming for her friend.
“Doto, count of 3, catch!” She shouts. “3!”
The bundle of hay flies straight at the brunette Uma, who was too busy getting the goat to stop nibbling at her dress. She falls on her stomach, the hay burying her. Dune simply replaces the cloth in his mouth with the hay and soon the other goats join in. The herd of 11 eat enough to free Doto from the weight of the stack, her shaking off the grass while Taiki walks over to check on her friend.
“Sorry, Dotty, thought you heard me.” She says, genuinely remorseful for the “attack”.
Doto shakes her head. “N-no, I should have had better reflexes. Just a bit tired is all.”
The former’s ears perk up, glad the latter was fine, helping her to brush off the hay from her dress. “Break time then. Like you said, it ain’t lunch time yet, so let’s head back around and wait till it is.”
Doto’s mind protested, her growling stomach agreed. The latter’s vote mattered more to the duo.
Taiki hit the pan with a dash of oil and herbs. Doto meanwhile chopped up the garlic and prepared the pasta. Something was off without a certain overlord around, but it wasn’t the first time she had to go overseas. She had itchy feet ever since the trio had stepped away from the racetrack, and for as much as they both wished to travel together, the rescue center didn’t have enough volunteers to make that possible. Not yet at least.
Cooking was a nice distraction from tending to the animals. The sounds of bleating, squawking and braying replaced with sizzling, chopping and boiling. Not to mention a hopefully tasty meal afterwards. It just felt wrong to use only two thirds the usual portions.
An hour later, they both sat with a juicy steak and plate of carbonara pasta each, accompanied by a pitcher of iced tea. The TV played an Umatube video, one of TM Opera O’s travelogs. Her most recent one covering the Arc de Triomphe and a few other historical sites in the vicinity. Neither of them would have taken her for someone so fluent at making content, or for learning languages so quickly. French was her fifth language picked up since starting this channel, Arabic her soon to be sixth if her next trip goes as planned.
On one hand, Doto was enamored with how well her wife took to this new job. Opera always wanted the limelight, a legacy to be remembered. What other way than to cover the legacy of others with her in the front-lines?
On the other hand, Taiki could feel the envy from Doto oozing into her pasta, especially at the comments glazing her looks.
“Doto, eat yer food before it gets too cold. Your honey bun’s gonna be back in two days anyway. Can have her all to yerself after, ya know?”
Somehow her attempt at reassurance only backfired as Doto began devouring her food with a vengeance. She could bet a hundred American dollars on Doto’s train of thought: that someone was going to steal Opera away in some grand affair, that Opera’s flight would get delayed or worse, crash, that something would go wrong. A mixture of worry and misery.
“Come on, Dotty. Take a deep breath.” She put a hand on her shoulder, a move that finally brought Doto out of her spiral with a yelp.
“In… and out.” Both did, with Doto blinking the rest of the thoughts away.
“Sorry…” Doto mumbled.
“It’s alright, Dotty. I know you’re attached to her at the hip whenever you two are home. But gotta admit, kinda funny how you’re still so worried and miss her so much even after this being her fifth time overseas. You really oughta join her, I can handle the critters myself.”
Doto shook her head. “It wouldn’t be fair to you or the animals, Taiki. Since we started this together.”
They both looked to the certificates on the wall. Veterinarians and animal handling, domestic and exotic. The path was harsh, but they came out better and wiser. All for this dream made real.
“Aww, yer heart’s still shiny gold, Dotty!” She stood up from her chair and charged at Doto, hugging her tight. Doto hugged back, letting herself squeeze out the stress. Opera would be back safe and sound in her arms soon.
“…Doto… air…” Taiki wheezed.
The rest of the day went as routine: check the coop and sort eggs for hatching or keeping, let the goats and sheep out for roaming, monitor the ducks while they used the pond, and a status check on their injured rescues. So far, another mundane day. Doto picked up their dog, Chips, and brought him with her as she closed the last gate.
The work was tiring but rewarding, seeing so many happy animals, most nursed from dire states. It helped that Doto was practically an animal magnet, even during her Tracen days, making handling them easy.
Dinner was leftovers from lunch, Taiki and her sitting on the couch, watching reruns of old shows. The one playing now was a documentary on Uma Racing, the current episode covering the peaks of Opera and Doto’s careers. Doto’s eyes were particularly wide for this one.
Most documentaries covered the more outgoing between the two: Opera O made for good TV, she remembered someone say. She was bombastic, comedic, well versed in fuelling the flames of the public, both good and bad. Everything Doto struggled to even think about doing intentionally. Yet, there she was, the younger Doto blazing down the track, the camera focused on her without her rival in sight.
The commenter praised her tenacity, her hard work and determination even with such a fierce opponent. “If the Overlord’s crown ever fell, who would be the first to pick it up?” They posited. “Who else but the one constantly on her heels, Meisho Doto.”
Doto wasn’t sure how to react. The attention and praise felt unreal, undeserved. She had her victories, yes, but most remembered her as Opera O’s second banana. She’d studied at Tracen and graduated with grace and a good roster of friends and a Trainer who had supported her through thick and thin. She’d made it, now with Taiki and Opera in their animal rescue centre.
Why did she still feel like she didn’t earn it?
Taiki noticed her ears droop more than usual, walking over to pat her on the back. “We love ya, Dotty, never forget that. The world loves ya too, see? Rain, snow, night, you worked and look where you are.”
Taiki’s words were always reassuring, a tender fireplace of warmth where Opera was the sun. Doto still shivered a bit.
After cleaning up and taking one last sweep of the yard to ensure every animal was in their shelters, Doto and Taiki parted for their respective bedrooms.
Hers and Opera’s was a bigger room, for the two of them. A nice warm bed, for the two of them. A cupboard with all manner of wear and costume, for the two of them. She sat on the bed alone.
As she lay down, she cringed. The sting of guilt was still sharp, having argued with Opera the day before she left for France. About what, even she didn’t recall. She didn’t manage to find the guts to apologize before Opera had to board her flight.
Doto stewed in her misery, unsure what to think. Then, a large lump of fur boarded the bed, settling down beside her. The tanuki they’d rescued a month ago. The one Opera had dubbed “Pendleton” for reasons still beyond her.
Pendleton simply sat there, as though standing in for her wife. Doto breathed out, the guilt exiting with the air. Opera would move heaven, earth and the moon for her to be happy, Doto would do the same for her. The least she could do was find the resolve to apologize when she came back.
She sent Opera a single text over Lane.
“I love and miss you. Safe flight.”
It didn’t even take 10 seconds for the notification bell to ring.
The new day was cloudy, comfortable for now, but Doto worried about the rain that could follow. It meant someone (her) could slip and fall, hurting themselves and others. Visibility was also down, so someone could get hurt on the nearby road. Doto wrapped herself in a cocoon of worries as Dune nibbled her dress again, apathetic to Doto’s problems.
It wasn’t Taiki that broke Doto out of her funk this time, but rather an odd sight. A serow stumbling towards the fence gate from across the road. She quickly turns around to her partner.
“Taiki, there’s an injured animal across the road. Watch the goats for a moment.” Doto unlatched the fence gate and approached carefully, making sure that there weren’t any cars incoming before getting closer to the animal.
It stepped toward her similarly, one of its front legs wobbling a little. A leg injury, that was easy to discern. She needed to be closer to investigate further.
Doto took one last step, arriving within reach of the animal. It stopped right at her feet, examining her much like she did it. “It’s okay, I don’t want to hurt you.”
She tried to soothe it with words, hoping that her soft voice would help convince it to stay still. The serow just blinked and stayed still.
A closer look at the leg revealed cuts, slightly healed from time but not out of danger quite yet. It was probably tired, stumbling around until finding somewhere safe. She reached to touch it, the animal unperturbed.
Her fingers ran down its back before finding what she thought was fur. Instead was a plumage of feathers, and what revealed to be a set of bird wings, likely those of a bird of prey. Doto’s surprise only grew when seeing the beast’s tail, which was scaled and ended with the head of a serpent. One that was limp, in a catatonic state.
“W-what are y-you?” She gasped, now staring at something straight out of a children’s book.
The chimera simply stared at her, the serowhead only bleating softly.
Doto reached inside her coat, finding a spare handful of grass. She waved it in front of the animal, hoping to lure it. When the goat’s head followed her hand, she began backing up slowly, bringing it to the front porch. It followed with a bit of a limp, the exhaustion catching up to it.
The duo make it to the front of the house, then the treatment room. She sets the grass on the floor, letting the animal eat away at it. Maybe it was more an omnivore given the numerous other features? She’d have to figure it out later.
Meisho Doto squatted to examine the wounds again. The food and shelter seemed to have soothed the animal, the snake headed tail beginning to stir gently. A few gashes on its legs and wings. Nothing deep enough to be an emergency but deeper than she’d liked. Whatever they were, they were a tough creature, being able to wander like this.
Simple work, just like with human wounds: clean the wound, dry, apply medicative substances and cover to prevent prolonged exposure. She’d done it dozens of times, and this was no different save for the animal she was treating. They were surprisingly calm about this, or more accurately, she after a quick check. Maybe she was someone’s pet? An oddity from a zoo?
Once all the wounds were patched up, Doto took a step back to give the creature some space. The chimera stepped a full circle around, unfurling wings a little as though to stretch. Her snakehead tail was fully awake, beady eyes staring at their surroundings. She turned to Doto, goat end facing the Uma and trotted over, standing at her feet as though expecting more food.
She knelt and reached her hand to pat at the creature, who accepted the gesture eagerly. The snakehead bumped into her ring finger, curious.
“Maybe we should come up with a name for you. If you stay.”
As though it understood Doto, the creature bleated. Doto chuckled, liking the odd visitor. The wounds were having a lesser effect on her already.
The door opened gently behind her, Taiki entering the room.
“All dandy, Dotty?” She asked, before her eyes widened as she noticed the odd features of the chimera.
“Flappin Flapjacks, what is that?”
Doto fell on her rear as Taiki exclaimed. The chimera took this moment to get closer to Doto, nibbling on her hair.
“I-I don’t really have an answer, Taiki. It was injured so I helped it into here.”
Taiki eyed the animal, poking its forehead to stop it from making Doto bald.
“Heart bigger than your eyes, Dotty. But seriously, I don’t remember an animal that looks straight outta one of Opera’s fantasy stories. It ain’t a costume, right?”
The snakehead flicked its tongue, eyeing the honey blonde Uma.
“That’s a nope. Well, if it’s all parts of something different, maybe we could sort them out one by one? Let’s go bring em to a stable, poor thing could use some rest.”
She walks over to pick up the chimera, the hybird creature not resisting in the slightest to the pick up. They walk over to the barn, bringing the chimera along. Taiki set it down, letting the animal wander around and check its surroundings.
“Umm, so it’s mainly a Japanese Serow, a Snowy Owl and a Mountain W-wolf Snake,” Doto commented, scrolling through the bestiary on her phone.
Taiki agreed with the assessment. The hybrid looked like a really fluffy goat, the only thing closest to its appearance native to Japan being the serow, though its horns were far shorter. The pattern on its wings were similar, a blanket of white with black specks all over, and the same could be said for how the snakehead looked.
“Guess we’ll keep em till they’re fit as a fiddle, right Dotty? We never turned down an animal before.”
Doto nodded. Yet, she couldn’t help but feel something was wrong. Right on cue, the clouds had darkened the sky, a rumble of thunder in the distance. The dark-time lights flicked on, the glow meant to illuminate barriers and guide the animals to shelters. The kerfuffle with their new patient had taken up their attention to the worsening weather.
“I’ll go gather the animals, y-you stay here!” Doto commanded, Taiki standing her ground with the hybrid.
She rushed off to the herd of goats in the distance, herding them together and doing her best to bring them to the barn. While Doto did let them enjoy the rain, it was only when it was a mere drizzle, not this incoming storm.
10 of the herd obeyed her, used to the drill of going back indoors when thunder struck. Dune on the other hand, kept chewing a patch of grass, disinterested in the goings on of his caretakers. Doto patted him on the back, trying to get the animal to budge, all to no avail.
A bolt of lightning lit the sky, dangerously close to the road. The herd bleated and scurried in the barn in panic, but it was the newcomer that took it the worst. Taiki struggled to get the chimera under control, her wings flapping and front hooves off the ground as the creature panicked. A second strike only a little bit further was the last straw, the snakehead hissing as the creature took off.
Flying past Taiki, the creature bleated as it soared into the sky at incredulous speed, barely missing Doto and Dune. The two Umas gazed at the chimera, in shock that it could fly that fast. Then a third flash of lightning emerged, striking the highest thing in the sky.
Their stares changed from awe to horror as they watched the newcomer taste a direct hit from lightning. They could smell burnt flesh and hear a scream and hiss of agony. Yet, the most shocking sight was that the creature was growing.
Limb by limb, the chimera ballooned, growing and stretching outwards. Its front limbs mutated from hooves to talons like an owl’s, hind ones wider and more fit for a bipedal creature. The snakehead grew ferocious, no longer the docile state it had come in.
After what felt like ages, the chimera landed, the ground quaking in response. No longer was it barely above knee height, it towered over everything save the mountain in the distance. It leaned on its front limbs the way a gorilla would, panting and grunting. The animals panicked as Taiki struggled to keep them safe. Doto was still out in the field with Dune, staring up at their new rescue.
Then, the creature lifted its front limbs. It roared, beginning to bring its talons down on the barn and the field. There was no time for her to dodge. Doto hugged the goat in her arms tight.
Instead of the wrath of claws, there was a light, blue and bright. Between the barn and the chimera was a light as tall as a skyscraper. In that light was a being, holding back the animal’s claws. Their grip like iron, shaking a little as the creature tried to muscle its way out. The giant’s skin was blue and silver, the way a gentle sky with comfy clouds would look.
The giant threw the creature’s talons, sending it stumbling back. The light dissipated, only the dim lights of the rescue center illuminating the field. Their savior turned their head, as though checking on the Umas and their herd. Upon seeing them fine, they turn to face the chimera arms taking a fighting stance as they charge the beast.
Doto stared at them, in awe as the blue giant struck the chimera. Forceful, precise strikes, at the chest and limbs, as though it were a martial arts match. The chimera bleated, swinging its claws wildly at the giant. They block the first flurry with well timed parries, but not the second, the monster rending their chest.
The blue giant stumbles back, barely missing the fence. They charge again, this time sidestepping the chimera and turning it to face the forest, as though to direct her attention away from the Umamusume.
Taiki charges to Doto, clearly as frightened as the animals. “SWEET MOTHER OF MERCY DOTO, WHADDO WE DO?!”
The brunette came to a blank. It wasn’t like they didn’t have an earthquake evacuation plan, but trying to recall it when two skyscraper sized titans were fighting in the distance did nothing to jog her memory.
“Ummm uh, oh n-no. You go g-get the truck, Taiki! We should try and get out of here with as many animals as we can!”
Taiki nodded and scrambled for the truck, whereas Doto continued to stare at the fight. She hopes that their savior can prevail, but when the Chimera slashes their back and kicks them to the floor like a football, Doto’s faith drops like a stone. Even moreso as the titan’s chest emits a sequence of noise, a large gem the size of their truck blinking red.
Her legs carry her before she can think. Doto unlatches the other exit of the fence and runs, despite hearing Taiki call her name behind. She hadn’t run this fast in ages, not since their Tracen years. Yet, this felt far more urgent, beyond every graded race or championship.
She witnessed the giant pick themself up one more time, trying to combat the monster. The snakehead took no liking to the blue giant’s tenacity, striking at their forearm and biting down. It dragged the titan over, and with one swift movement, impaled them in the chest with their horn. Despite the length, the attack is more than enough to put down the blue giant, them going limp as the chimera tossed them to the mountain side.
The giant turned weakly to Doto, silently staring as though begging her to run away. She did the opposite, grabbing a fistful of hay from her pocket and turning to the chimera.
“STOP!” She yells, holding up the offering. What a handful of grass could do to convince a monster that could easily swallow her like candy was an impossibility. Yet, it was all Doto could think of doing now. “Please stop.”
She pants, and the chimera stares at the Uma, the goat head tilting to get a better view of her. For a moment, it almost seemed convinced, as though her adrenaline fuelled plea had worked.
Yet, the snakehead hissed at something in the distance. The lights of the city had just begun to buzz, turned on early in the darkness of the storm. The Chimera turned its whole body towards the city. It began to trudge towards it, either out of curiosity or taking the city as a threat.
Doto fell to her knees, now out of options. Her home and animals were safe, but had she just doomed the city of Tokyo to death by monster? She heard a grunt, turning to the blue giant.
She blinks, and the world is no longer there, as though the darkness of the storm had replaced it. The only other thing she could see was the blue giant, shallowly breathing as they lay against the mountain like a deathbed.
“Earthling… I am sorry…” Doto hears, a faint, pained murmur.
“T-that was you, right?”
The giant turns towards her, another blink and they were now the same size as Doto. “Yes… I ask of you… please lend me your power…”
“Power? N-no, you… I… I’m not powerful. Or strong or anything. I…”
“No, I sense… a power within you…” they slowly point to Doto’s chest, the spot where her heart was.
“Please… lend me your strength. We can save your world from the Aremchi.”
Doto turns, seeing a small window. It shows the chimera still stomping towards the city, picking up the screams of citizens noticing the giant monster.
“I… I…” Doto clutches her chest, not knowing what to say.
“Please…”
She looks at the window once more, seeing the small silhouettes of people scrambling as they run from the oncoming beast.
Doto nods. “I’ll do it. J-just tell me how.”
The blue giant nods, holding out their palm. Doto touches it, as a blue flash of light blinds her once more.
The citizens at the outer fringes of Tokyo were in a wave of hysteria. They knew earthquakes were always possible, with adequate warnings from the goverment’s surveillance systems to forewarn such a disaster. Yet, this had come with no omens, just the looming presence of a monster, whose silhouette marched towards them with a vengeance.
Just before it could stomp onto the road, a column of blue light intercepting the chimera. Like once before, the light faded, revealing the blue giant beneath. Reinvigorated for battle.
“U-um, I don’t think I’m used to this height, Mister Giant!” Doto yelped. While she didn’t know what he had meant by lending him her power, she surely didn’t mean taking over his point of view nor body to an extent.
“Have no fear, Earthling. I can control most of this body in the meantime. Just follow my movements and focus. Strike as one.”
Doto looked at the small window, facing the chimera at eye level. She turned, seeing the bystanders below, like ants at her feet.
The blue giant took a fighting stance once more, bracing for impace as the chimera bashes against them.
“What exactly is this thing?” Doto asks as she tries to copy the giant’s moves, all delayed and jumbled from her nerves.
The giant chops at the beast’s throat and shoves them back, trying to put distance between them and the city. “An Aremchi, Earthling. A quadrupedal species of what you would refer to as hooved beasts. I believe this one may have been a pet of an alien tourist that escaped.”
Doto reeled and threw her arms to punch, getting the hang of fighting. Yet, her mind was slow to keep up with the implications that aliens were real, much less that some took vacations and had pets. “How do we stop it then?”
Aremchi roared again, taking a swipe at the blue giant, who dodges out of the way. “Weaken them. This is a state of agitation they had developed due to Earth’s atmosphere, a state of adrenaline as per you earthlings. If we tire them out, we may be able to return it to its original size.”
Another thrust of the giant’s palms against Aremchi’s chest sends the beast flying back even more. The beast roared again, kicking against the dirt and lowering its head. It started a charge, the ground thundering with each step.
Doto felt an instinct like before, standing her ground and oddly resolute. She stared deadeyed at her rescue, knowing that there was a way to stop its rampage had galvanized the spirit she usually lacked. It may have been a dangerous and towering beast, but it was still an injured animal, a pet someone had cherished once.
Just as Aremchi got within reach, Doto motioned her hands to grab the beast’s horns, and twisted hard to the right. The giant did the same, his feet adjusting accordingly.
“I see! Using their momentum to trip them off balance!” The blue giant exclaimed, Doto grateful that her experience paid off. Aremchi toppled and fell, rolling onto the floor as Doto let go of their horns.
The monster picked itself up again, visibly panting from the sudden turn. Doto and the blue giant sidestepped, positioning themselves away from the city to make sure Aremchi’s charges didn’t hit any buildings.
A second charge was attempted, and once again, the blue giant grabbed and twisted. The floor met the monster again. Dirt had begun coating the feathers and fur of the behemoth, their stance much more unsteady than before.
“Just one more!”
Aremchi picked itself up again, bleating as it scraped its hoof against the dirt one more time. It rushed down the blue giant, and like before, had its horns grabbed. But as the giant was about to release, the snake end lashed out, snagging its teeth on HIS forearm. The two fell to the floor, struggling against each other.
Doto could feel the pain, a sting in her arm where the snake’s fangs would have been. They were dangerously close to finishing this fight, all they had to do was get free. The blue giant tried to get the snake’s teeth out of his arm but struggled, trying to get the reptilian off.
The Uma grabbed the snake by the back of the head, trying to squeeze around it. Not to choke but rather to adjust the jaw, widening the gap enough for the fangs to escape. Sure enough, they were free. Dusting themselves, the blue giant got on one knee, staring intently at the creature.
“Now!”
The blue being raised his hands, motioning a circle then clasping his hands together. A pale blue light glowed from his palms. He turned and extended his palms towards the behemoth, the same light shining on Aremchi. It’s struggling stopped, not from death but as though it were falling asleep. Sedated and soothed.
Standing to their feet, the giant walked over to Aremchi, greeted with the cheers of the few bystanders still present. Doto could see the relief and joy. While there were holes as deep as her house was big in the forest, no buildings or roads were destroyed in the scuffle. No one seemed to have been hurt either.
“We did it.” She gasped.
“Indeed. I believe that you run a center that takes care of animals, correct? We should bring Aremchi to there. I do not know when its owners will come to claim it, but your home should suffice as a shelter until then.”
Doto agreed, helping to pick up Aremchi with the giant’s hands. The giant leaped and flew into the night sky, before landing near her home.
“Dotty!” Taiki yelled from the truck, exiting when she saw the brunette emerge from the woods with a fast asleep chimera in her arms.
“Glad you’re safe, where’d ya go?”
Doto wasn’t sure what to say. “Eeh, the forest? Sorry, I got lost chasing Aremchi…”
Taiki’s ears flopped in confusion. “That’s what she’s called? How bout Kimchi instead? Kinda feeling like Korean after this, can’t lie.”
Doto nodded, glad to be home safe and sound.
Luckily for her and Taiki, Kimchi fared well with the pack of goats, integrating fairly quickly with the herd despite the oddities. According to the blue giant, as long as the animal acclimatizes to the atmosphere, they shouldn’t be able to turn giant as long as it doesn’t experience any high voltage electricity. This meant stopping her from chewing the lights and wires at a frantic pace.
Once the animals and Taiki headed to sleep, Doto was now alone in her bedroom. Or not, seeing the blue giant in her mirror, which sent her tumbling off her bed in fright.
“Mister Giant? Uh, what are you still doing here?!”
“Apologies, Earthling. I am grateful for your aid in stopping the Aremchi. Your bravery and kindness saved both me and the Alien. Yet, it has also trapped me, in a way. If I were to part from you now, I believe I will return to the weakened state I was when Aremchi had pierced me. I… I am sorry…”
Doto shook her head. “N-no, there’s nothing to be sorry for, Mister Giant. If it meant that I saved your life, then I’m more than glad to have done this. Umm, do you have a name? M-mine is Meisho Doto.”
The blue giant nodded. “I am a researcher from the stars, from a Land of Light. My name is Nebula, an Ultraman as your kind have called my brethren and I. My life and powers are yours, Meisho Doto.”
Next time on: Ultraman Nebula!
“Fear the dark of loneliness no more, my Sweet Doto, for I, the Overlord of the French, have returned!”
“I-I-I’m so sorry for last time! I missed you so much!”
“You need not apologize, if anything it is I that must, for a new friend has followed me home!”
“Uuuh, what do you mean by that, Opera?”
“A crow as large as we are tall, feathers of darkest night and eyes as red as blood. And it appears to be approaching us as we speak!”
Next Episode: The Wings of Love! Mawnamo swoops in!