All 55 precure were fighting off Hanzan, an werewolf man. He was so big and strong, that the precure were like tiny ants to his vision.

"Ugh, you all make me sick!" He growled. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and howled.

Wolf spirits appeared all around the girls. They looked hungry.

"Devour them!" Hanzan ordered.

"We will always defeat evil, even if it means we die trying!" Cure Yell screamed.

And with that, the precure ran toward Hanzan and his wolf spirits. The wolf spirits flew at the girls, attacking them.

Hanzan laughed. He smirked as he watched the precure get eaten one by one.

Except for Cure Yell, Cure Whip, and Cure Chocolat. They were scratched and bloody, but they managed to still fight off the spirits.

Hanzan was impressed. "Not bad, precure. But let's see if you survive... This."

Putting his hands together, he chanted, "O Wolf Gods, give me your power!" His purple eyes turned blue. He started to fly at the girls.

"Run!" Cure Whip yelled.

The precure ran as fast as they could, Hanzan right behind them.

"We can't defeat him, he's too powerful," Yell realized. She and Whip nodded at each other.

They held hands and screamed, "Pretty Cure! Tomorrow Shield!"

Chocolat figured out what they were doing. "Wait, don't!"

The two Cures smiled softly at her. "Maybe one day, we'll see each other again." Cure Yell said.

"Be safe, Cure Chocolat." Whip whispered.

They casted the shield over Chocolat. They ran and prepared for their final battle.

Hanzan smirked. "Goodbye, Precure!"

He flew straight to the girls. Cure Chocolat watched helplessly as Yell and Whip were consumed in a white light.

*Please enjoy*