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Ben slapped it again. "Come on, come on..."
"You said Vilgax was off-world," Kevin muttered.
Green light exploded outward—not violent, but warm, like sunrise through stained glass. Ben’s body reformed into Crystallux: small, fragile-looking, but glowing from within. The Reboots rushed him. ben 10 alien force
"I didn't fight them," Ben said, voice soft but resonant, like chimes. "I showed them what they were made for. They're not weapons. They're imitations of life. And deep down, they wanted to be real."
It started with a watch—an unassuming green-and-black gauntlet that fused with Ben Tennyson’s wrist when he was ten. By the time he turned fifteen, the Omnitrix had become more than a weapon. It was a burden. Ben slapped it again
Nemesis staggered back. "What did you do?!"
The drones froze mid-step. Their weapons lowered. Their targeting visors flickered—then turned blue to green. "I showed them what they were made for
Nemesis screamed in fury and detonated a smoke bomb, vanishing into the crimson beam as it retracted into the sky.