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The distortion god crouched down, six legs buckling under the pressure of the initial volley. "Opening strong, are we?" she said. "That's fine. I have something just for you in return!" Giratina opened with a weak volley of attacks. The haze around them seemed to be getting stronger, but it...

Owen smiled wryly at Dave. "Right, I guess that's a lot like us. Wonder if it has to do with that hero's aura or whatever... There definitely seems to be kind of a pattern from it all, huh? Bet you never ran into a lot of people like that back home... Your home's one of the most normal, right?"

Chapter 118 – Just Acquainted Dark Matter stood face to face with Anam. He took on the form of a familiar Charizard, blue eyes tinged with streaks of darkness. Anam didn’t like looking at those, and Dark Matter knew it. All around them were Void Shadows. Under the ground, in the trees, and all...

There was something off about the atmosphere in the Colosseum. The stands were packed, a little more than usual. There was a segment of the audience that was marked off with railings, and the Pokemon inside had a strange aura about them. Like they radiated an ominous, black mist that was just...

Meringue panted, his scales softening back to feathers like some kind of magic trick. Light left him in undulating waves with every breath he took. "I guess so," he said gently. "I just... need to get stronger..." Lugia leapt from the stands and landed with titanic grace. She stood next to...

"Oh, yeah, we've been talking. But after a while we kind of realized that there wasn't a lot for us to talk about because we already... knew it all about each other." He chuckled. "We did end up talking a lot about our teams, though. some of them are more dangerous than others, I guess, but...

"It seems that Meringue is--" Incineroar pressed a claw to his ear. "...Still standing!" Meringue was muttering something to himself. "I... I can't lose... I can't... so easily..." He puffed. "All my training... all of my hard work... all of..." The gale winds swirled around him. "I'm...

"Oh, Cal set that up for me," Owen said. "It seemed like a fun way to pass the time and take a break from other things. And it helps me practice being mobile while capsulated. Never know when that might be useful one day, y'know?" He grinned in his usual, goofy way, leaning back on an oversized...

"No, this... how are you withstanding it all?! Am I just not strong enough?!" Meringue shouted. "I can't keep up with that... I... Oh, Pop, it's like fighting Brulee all over again!"

There was a Poke Ball rolling around in the house, going through an obstacle course. Based on the handwriting, it looked like Cal had created it, based on the nearly illegible 'Goal!' at one part of the path, which involved some of Leg's dolls as obstacles, as well as ramps and hills. When the...

"Ngah...!" Meringue winced. He felt his Protects coming back, but he wasn't able to call upon them just yet. His wings twitched like he wanted to cast them again, but the energy wasn't there. Instead, his eyes glowed again, and Brisa had a horrible premonition of something coming soon... All the...

The Electric strike took out Meringue's hard feathers quickly, revealing several weak spots in his once strong armor. "Gah--!" He winced, suddenly more vulnerable to it all. He tried to shake it off even as the gale wings blew around him. "I'm... not going to let that stop me!" he shouted. "I'll...

Meringue continued the onslaught, this time hitting her barriers three times before jumping back. "Looks like you're out of tricks," he said as the last of the barrier disappeared. The wind was swirling harshly around him, now... "Hope you're ready."

Meringue watched carefully, nodding. "So you're trying to stall things out, huh?" he said. "Don't think that'll work on me that easy, you know... Try this out!" Meringue crossed his wings and curled up, forming a Protect barrier. At the same time, he thrashed his tail on the ground and rushed...

"Y-yeah, I guess so," Meringue replied nervously, shifting where he stood. "I guess we're going to go for it, then? I, er, alright. Hang on." He beat his wings, slapping himself on the beak once, twice, and then sighed sharply. "I'm ready this time." His feathers looked sleek and hard, like...

Owen has a lot to say, having studied many of then extensively. Flesh is one of the strangest fighters he'd ever seen, and he only really saw his capabilities in flashes. Owen advises that it might be impossible to bring Flesh down the traditional way. He's not as strong as Potluck, but if...

Sup espy! Here's the last of the Blacklight reviews, and this time I'm taking a look at chapter 2 and 3. I'd give more but I'll save that for when I'm caught up and I can give you something more comprehensive! For now, I recall you saying something about wanting to take a look at old work to see...

"A-and I didn't answer, either!" Nanab added with a loud squeak. "Being a Haxorus is pretty cool, though," Pine said as Nanab's scales around her cheeks darkened rapidly. "Double trouble." "And we're going! We're going!" Nanab pushed Pine out of the colosseum; the Haxorus wasn't moving, so it...

Nanab was in the process of pulling Pine out of the wall. He was still stiff, but seemed to be making at least some attempt at freeing himself. "I think... you did just fine!" Nanab said. "It was a close win... but you still got it. That was really good of you..." Finally free, Pine landed on...

Maple hummed, thoughtful. "I had a talk with Diyem about this," she said. "I don't think it was a coincidence in the way mortals see it. Eien and I were both eternal beings, or as close to eternal as I'm familiar. We both traveled worlds for a long time and we both did largely the same thing...