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"Potluck would definitely love a fight," Owen said. "I think it'll distract him from things going on right now. He's an interesting fighter, though. You'll want to be careful." He rubbed his nose, thoughtful. "He only attacks a little before it goes all at once. It's kind of like me, but..." He...

Owen guided them to a good spot near the colosseum away from crowds but still near enough to hear the audience as the next match was getting prepped. "I think some of God Squad is still looking for a good fight," Owen said. "Could also consider taking on someone from Poppin' Arms, too. Ho-Oh...

Everything before has been logged.

"I, uh, I think all three of them might be a bit much," Owen admitted with a titter. "I don't really know if they're interested in getting involved in any of this anyway... Hey, I heard you guys were hungry. Did you guys want some of the food I didn't get to yet?" He lifted a small package of...

Heavy rumbling shook the ground, and it was starting to become a familiar foot pattern again. In came Owen, grinning widely at them. "You guys did great!" he said, flaring his wings triumphantly. "I was really worried at first. That was the closest match I've seen yet!"

Not much new information was provided, only that the far isolated regions of Mt. Freeze were largely untouched by the crisis. Buffet doesn't know. They are neither in the Overworld nor anywhere easy to check, which means they could be sealed someplace that Buffet can't access, or they're...

"I would hope so," Lugia said with a smirk, even as she turned her attention to the stunned audience. Hesitant cheers slowly gave way to more enthusiastic ones as Incineroar rediscovered his rhythm, calling for the match's official end and official result. Meringue looked somehow crushed, but he...

Owen sighed, nodding. "I'll do my part, too," he said. Though, he could only hope that the exchange between Puddle and Bahamut would go well... He had other leads that he could possibly follow, depending on who turned up. "I don't really know if I want to be hard on people in that way, but...

Despite his enthusiasm, Owen's new size and generally intimidating features only helped to frighten some of the refs, and Owen backed down to let them decide what to do. They were looking over blurry footage and rumbling with one another on what meant what and who fell when. It wasn't until the...

A massive thunderclap fried several of the cameras; glass shards and scorch marks littered the sand and dirt that covered the area, despite the water that flooded through the rest of it. Incineroar looked up at the vitality sensors, then down at the sand that finally settled in the arena...

"Was that it?" Incineroar said in a low whisper, waiting for the dust to settle. He was being pelted by hail and yet it didn't look like he was bothered at all... And then, from above, booming thunder smashed into Starr--the attack was so sudden and so overwhelming that she'd been dropped right...

Owen nodded and let Puddle go, then nodded down at Karat. "Thanks for humoring us," he said. "We'll do everything we can." "Don't let it distract you from saving the world," Karat muttered. "Well, if we can't save Deoxys, I don't know what that means for trying to save the world," Owen pointed...

"I suppose I'll just have to see," Karat replied coldly. "I'll send you a message if we ever find anything," Owen assured Karat. "Sorry for calling you all the way here." Karat said nothing.

Three entirely different fighting styles. Team Drumstick was more traditional in their fighting style; it seemed that Nugget was their striker while Tender went with weaker, but precise attacks. Bone didn't do a lot of fighting, and seemed more likely to disrupt what her opponents were trying to...

Karat didn't look like he believed Puddle at all. "We'll look around for ways to help," Owen assured him. "It's not just Puddle and Vix that are looking out for him--I am, too." "...What happened with you, anyway?" Karat had to crane his neck to look up at Owen. "Another one of those...

"When she comes back," Karat repeated. "I don't have the same luxury if Deoxys perishes. I still haven't been able to talk to him. He's... dormant in his core. I don't know what to do about that. Nobody does. How are you going to help with that?" Owen winced. "Maybe... someone on the team knows...

Owen figured it made sense that Puddle came from Vix. He didn't say that out loud, though. "Right... Deoxys was badly hurt from that attack..." His flame dimmed. "I don't really know how you can smooth things over without making Vix look even worse or something, but I guess we'll see." Owen...

"Y-yeah, uh, thanks." The gigantic Blacklight Charizard was still having some adjustment issues, not to mention how booming his voice was now. He had to consciously keep it low so it didn't shake nearby plants. He'd yet to show himself to Dave, and he could only wonder if he would just nod and...

"Ugh!" Lugia staggered back from the attacks, electricity arcing across her scales as she crouched. The audience gasped--they'd never seen it happen before. Lugia... was hurt! Her scaly armor, chipped. "What's this...?" Incineroar announced. "Lugia's armor has been damaged! She's vulnerable...

Sword giggled and rested against Shield's side, leaving the Lucario to wonder if, somehow, he was the crazy one... <><><>