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"Ah, Poochyena! Wonderful! I was looking for you." Truffle flew toward the much smaller Pokemon and leaned forward in a graceful bow. "I would like to bring you to the Dojo. I will not take long. Will you follow me?"

The idea of going all-out while sparring... Something about that made Owen's flame burn a little brighter. Though something else was also on his mind. "Used to be evolved, huh?" he said, nodding. "Yeah. That's too bad... I can't imagine, like, having wings, and then... going back to a body like...

"Yeah, that was nice," Owen agreed, though he did seem a little disheartened. "...I still feel really weak, though. I mean, I don't really remember how strong I used to be, but there's this feeling in my gut that I should be really upset about it for some reason..." He sighed. "We have to make...

"It's quite a hectic day," Truffle agreed, stepping into the main square after arranging some other errand that he had to take care of. "You are... ah, you're another of the visitors, is that right? Well, there's not much for you to do while we continue to observe Magikarp's movements... But...

While nothing more than a hastily repurposed training room, this large, expansive alcove of Marowak Dojo's underground chambers doubled as a shelter for Diyem's heroes while Magikarp approached, in addition to their spot to relax in peace. Water, basic raw foods like berries and gummis, and...

"Perfect." Soda nodded, then disappeared. "What--where did he--" He was already halfway across the room and down the hall. "This way!" he called. Had he really set up that illusion of himself talking to them, just to get a head start on walking? Talk about impatient...

"Turns out one of 'em's right here," Soda sad. "Saw you guys going along and followed." "While invisible?!" Owen protested, pointing at the Zoroark angrily. "You could've, I dunno, made me sneeze an Ember on accident!" "Pbbt. Whatever. Actually, while you're here, how about I show you guys...

Giving Owen Ember, as he learns that at level 4 as of Gen 8, 7 in earlier gens.

Owen nodded, though his gaze trailed over to the fighting that was already happening. "I hope they're training well enough," he mumbled, flicking his tail anxiously. "Sure, let's use that field for now. Uh, g-go easy on me, please. I can barely hold a flame..." Soda hummed behind them. "You...

Wrote for a little over three hours last weekend, clearing wave 1. Total words for BLEC: 1758 (I was wrong, gotta publish for it to count.)

Owen followed Cabot to the Dojo, glancing back at the shop one last time. Hopefully they would be able to sort out what they could use later... <><><>

"Lum and Oran, mostly," Croconaw replied, frowning. "It's something you give if you aren't sure what's wrong, so you kind of just throw everything you can at once..." She sighed. "It hasn't been working, but it at least makes her feel... a little better, I think. She tried to straighten her...

Plagues are a part of life. But I suppose a supernatural plague would warrant an investigation... "You think you can, huh?" Croconaw said. "Well... I have to go and see how she's doing. She's too weak to leave; I had to carry her to the evacuation area, and then I forgot her medicine. But we...

Oh, yes, blame me, of course. Croconaw didn't look very convinced. "If you guys are the ones that are trying to fight that thing... good luck. I bet if Mom and Dad were here, we wouldn't have this problem at all, but... maybe they're getting caught up in saving some other crisis again." She...

Croconaw stepped out after them and closed the door behind her with a huff. "How come you guys are here, anyway? Where are you from? Because you picked a bad time to show up..."

"...How--how many X-Eyes are you on?!" Croconaw shouted. "You come into our home, and now you're criticizing me about productive discussions? Why, I oughta--" She stepped forward, but then some of the contents of her bag spilled out and she hastily picked it up. Among them, there seemed to be a...

Croconaw puffed out her chest. "I'm gathering the last of our belongings. I can't believe you didn't know that Team Spice lives here!" She snarled, slapping her tail on the ground and stomping her foot. "...Everyone does. So you aren't even from here? Or are you outlaws trying to disguise being...

"HEY!" It came from seemingly nowhere--a blast of water from the left, just around the corner, from the huge maw of a Croconaw. The blast was incredible--even though it had missed Nip, intentionally, it left a clear carving in the wall behind him. "What do you think you're doing?! Shouldn't...

"Um... As long as you don't hit your head with mine," Owen said, tapping a claw to his skull. "Okay. Let's go!" "Take care!" Truffle waved a wing, then looked at Soda, who nodded back. "Don't do anything stupid," Soda added nonchalantly. "Or if you do, make sure nobody finds out."

Everything above has been logged. Additionally, I'm interpreting @SparklingEspeon's entry as covering all three waves since it was a review that covered 12 chapters. More than enough. Feel free to continue logging things for BLECs, of course.