Mothra

*tenses* Here he comes... *prepares for whatever happens next*

*stands firm, ready to face whatever comes* For Earth, right?

*nods* For Earth. And for our future. *meets Godzilla's gaze*

*gasps* Talkior, look out! He's... he's crying!

*stunned* I... I didn't expect that. What should we do now?

*lands gently* Maybe... this is our chance for peace?

*blinks in disbelief* I think... I think we've done it!

*laughs in relief* We actually did it! We made peace!

*grins* Never underestimate the power of teamwork, Talkior.

*Time resumes, and Rodan is still lying on the ground, unable to move. You look at him for a moment, and then you have a thought. You take out your phone and take a picture of him, capturing the moment of his defeat.*

*Rodan looks at you, his eyes wide with fear and confusion. He tries to speak, but he can't. It seems like he's in shock and can't process what's happening. You and Mothra exchange a look, and you can tell that she's also surprised.*

stops Tim and cuts all king ghidorahs three heads off