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Fighting Ivy had been predictably easy, but even while being chopped into goo several times, Ivy'd been having fun. When she left she wanted to spar again. That was good. Mia remained in the training room for a while, practicing moves against a punching bag, but it was never as fun against an...

"Nobody's killing anyone!" Dave snarled. Radiance was crackling in his fur. "Jesus Christ, just nonlethally knock him out if we need to!"

Shadow jumped as Brisa's efforts shattered the Protect shields. He landed on Owen's neck, where he... just wrapped his paws around him, clung to him. "Please," he muttered, eyes squeezed shut, clutching the Charizard in a hug. "Remember the other day, when we were reading books?" Oh my fucking...

Owen's dark cackling sent a chill down Dave's spine -- but the passing recognition of Brisa made his heart jump, gave him a Radiant certainty that Owen was in there, they could get him back. His mind raced. Owen was preparing stored attacks that'd smash through both his shields easily. He had to...

Dave froze, eyes wide, his insides liquefying as the Protects shattered. Owen, no, he wouldn't-- --and then something tackled him, and he tumbled across the ground. He sprang back to his feet, disoriented -- Brisa, no-- Another burst of Radiance and two barriers shimmered into existence around...

Mia stood up. "It's at the Colosseum." She turned toward the exit, only checking if Ivy was following as an afterthought.

Shit. Shit, what was happening. “Owen? You in there? Come on!” His body was coiled like a spring, hackles up, ready to bolt. The Radiance wasn’t doing anything. Maybe they did have to knock him out. Maybe that was the only way to snap him out of it. Just so long as Vix didn’t fucking try to...

So Ivy wanted to spar. Mia wasn't sure if she'd be that good at it if she'd never fought before. But if they tried she would get better. "That would be nice," she said. "Do you want to go to the Colosseum training rooms?"

"I don't think anything will happen. We'll stay here and do what we want." Mia paused. "I'll keep sparring more."

A shiver went down Dave's spine at the pleading in his voice. Every Poochyena braincell in his head wanted to obey and get out of here as he began to glow. He was evolving. "Owen, hey, Owen!" He braced himself, legs shaking, called on that little buzz in his head, and summoned a Radiant Guard...

Mia looked blankly at Ivy. "No. I feel fine."

"The other me is dead. It's too bad. I could have sparred with her." Scythes couldn't permanently harm her body. And she could make hers blunter so they wouldn't hurt her human body. That would be good. "I would have to make myself bigger, though."

Mia shrugged. "I remember being a shade a bit. But mostly I remember the other me. I don't remember being her but I remember everything Dave remembers about her."

Dave had told her about nightmares once. Mia didn't dream, or at least didn't remember them if she did. "Were they nightmares about teeth? Dave said that's common but it sounds very weird."

Dave stared at the psychotic grin on Owen's face, the naked hunger in his eyes, and the blood froze in his veins. He took a step back, automatically, heart hammering, stomach twisting. His brain screamed at him to run. "Owen?" he said, his voice shaking. "You all right?" Vix was squabbling...

Dave hesitated as Wishkeeper attacked, Poochyena brain recoiling. He almost ran in there just to spite it, but would Owen want them to intervene? Was this like a thing where he had to defeat his inner demons to be free of them, or something? He waited, tense, and prepared to jump in as...

Mia tilted her head. “Is your world not Cynthian’s world? Do you not have memories from there? I remember Dave’s world. It was another me there but I still remember it.” Maybe Ivy was different. A lot of things in Cibus didn’t work the same way for everyone. “They said we all need to recover...

“When Team Spectrum members die their spirits just go into Diyem. He can’t bring them back from there right now because he’s a Charmander but we’re going to get him the power he needs so he can make them new bodies.” She paused. “Souls don’t exist in my world. Are there souls in yours?”

“Why would you forget her? She’ll only be gone for a little while.” Mia squinted at Ivy.

“No, it’s something on TV.” Did Cynthian’s world have TVs? “Made-up stories. Do you have those?”