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"It looks like it was before our fight against Thyme... but I can't tell otherwise. Definitely around the time the Blacklight happened." Owen hummed. "IT must have been how they got abducted. They had put up a fight. But I can't find any evidence for who it might have been... Maybe it was just...

Without much more to converse about, they made it to the very end o the Dungeon, the pit where Regigigas usually stood dormant... but now, it was completely empty. Still, Owen surveyed the room with Wishkeeper hovering behind him, scanning every nook and cranny for any possible sign of-- "Found...

"Always!" Chip said immediately. "You know, I heard from one of the humans that my kind were once designed for space. Never worked, apparently, but I think that would be an amazing feat! ...Would you be able to vouch for me to go to space? I have the schematics for a few possible ways, and only...

"I'm afraid I won't be of much help there, either," Truffle replied with a sigh. "Between scouting and resting here, the only real experience I have at the Guild is the study room. Though, Toffee is also a treat to speak with, I must say..." There was a little glint in his eye when he said that...

"Unless they moved in after we rescued Thyme's team... no." They weren't too far from the end anyway, but it was still worth checking. "We're running out of places to check," Shield said. "They must be somewhere. Not to mention those Unown... You never know what you can create with Unown in...

"Sure," Chip said. "I still have a few. They're all really docile now, though. Took a few risks and opened up their cages to let them explore the whole room. Some of them are even starting to float around!" He buzzed and briefly sounded like some kind of mutated mother Pidgeot. "I only have a...

"I don't know," Shield said. "We should probably hold off on trying to find Sword first in places that don't involve that kind of risk. We already plan to look into the Tree of Life, after all..." "...I guess that's all we know," Owen said. "Maybe we can investigate a few of those places later...

"Relocate him someplace else?" Chip repeated. "Hmmm... We'll think about how to do that safely. But it can't be anywhere public... and it has to be somewhere we can still observe him, too. And not a place e could do damage. It's not exactly an easy lace to find that satisfies everything..."

"Giovanni we were able to contain. We have no idea if we can contain him, so we're using a new, experimental layer of containment on this guy." Chip buzzed. "Even worse than being here is being right next to Giovanni who might give it... commands, or something..."

Mewtwo, as usual, did not respond, and as the sealed chamber closed, no matter how long they tried to watch Mewtwo as the door shut, they would see no movement. Chip asked several questions, but whether they answered him or not, it was not like Chip had seen much at all, and he seemed more...

Truffle nodded. "Indeed... All of that is very troublesome." His countenance shifted a little. "I've yet to so much as conceptualize the idea that someone may be working against us..."

"Wonderful," Truffle said, patting Leg on the top of her disguise. She made a pleased, hissing noise. "I think that will be just the sort of thing we need about now, too."

Leg quivered a little and Truffle let out a laugh that was akin to his usual explosive boom. "It looks like she's more than willing!" said the Decidueye. "I'll be sure to assist in reserving a position there. You know, we have been bringing in quite a bit of activity to Destiny Colosseum."

Truffle chuckled. "Ah, well." His usual cheer was back, even if it was kept quiet so Leg wouldn't be startled by all the noise. It was interesting how quietly Truffle was when at home, sometimes. "I suppose had it not been for that power nullification, we would have been in a significantly...

"Ah, yes. Leg has a bit of battleheart in her. Myself, I do prefer defending. I suppose I do have a few strikes that I have memorized in case there is a need... but I certainly leave those to Potluck and Maple, really." Leg seemed pleased with herself.

"Time with Leg is time to myself," Truffle replied. "I get to relax. I always enjoy having... someone to help, even if it's in a leisurely sense. I meditate, I practice my shields and my wards... Cooking is nice. Little treats for the team..."

"He probably can't see anything, but maybe he can give us insight on what it means," Owen said. "He's replying now." Shield passed through the Ice chamber and continued onward with Owen, Cal, and Cynthian. "Okay. Pop says... that the only places that would be a risk to something like that...

"Of course." And with just the food waiting, Truffle finally took a moment to relax in a seat nearby. Leg was quick to scuttle over to Truffle and rest under his right wing. "We all do need some time to relax..."

Shield frowned, pensive. "Just because a place is strongly tied to Ley Lines doesn't mean it's going to let them go in all directions like that. Unless..." "Unless there's a place that's explicitly mentioned to be tied in that way," Owen said. "Isn't the Tree of Life that way?" "But we've been...

"Well," he said, "your dreams and her dreams don't necessarily need to be the same, even if you are... nearly literally cut from the same cloth." Leg had finally relaxed enough to back away from Truffle, and it seemed like their food was finished in terms of prep. Now, they only had to wait for...