[Video / Action for anyone near the Union Cave] - Break Through
[It's a sight not seen in quite awhile, but likely anyone that recognizes it would welcome seeing the infamous leader of the Dai Gurren Dan again. He's awake -sort of. His bloodshot eyes told just how little sleep he'd been getting over the past few days, their expression reflecting untold amounts of animosity that even his near-phenomenal willpower couldn't force his body to express.
So the video shows him sitting there, slumped against a tree as he stares daggers -not at the camera, but at something off-screen. Though he's uncharacteristically quiet, it's assumable that his camera poké has been with him more than long enough to know what he wants shown and pans the view about ten feet away.
Though illuminated by a few stay rays of light from the rising sun, the form of a rather exceptionally large Haunter can be seen partially phased into a tree. However, rather than floating, the ghost-type is laying on the ground with its shape covered in countless scorch marks as it barely manages to stay awake.]
Tch... and when I get up... I'm gonna kick yer ass again and then I'm gonna stuff ya into a Pokéball and make ya fight for me!
[The camera seems to get set down, as from its newly grounded angle, the form of a Typhlosion darting to his trainer's side to retrieve a Pokéball can be seen. Either too exhausted or just angry enough not to care, Kamina makes no effort to resist before his partner chucks the ball at the Haunter, who seems to admit defeat and capture without a fuss.]
Oi! What the hell 'd I tell ya about catchin' shit without me sayin' ya can?!
[Weariness is clear as bell in the trainer's voice while Gurren darts back over, snatching up the PokéGear and setting it down nearby again. It now records both trainer and partner as the Typhlosion flops at his trainer's side, not too differently from a faithful hound.]
Fine. Yer lucky I'm tired.
[If the volcano Pokémon could make a proper laughing sound, he probably would. Instead, it sounds more like snickering as the trainer reaches over and turns off the feed.]