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"So we share the same curse, then." Bahamut scratched behind one of Potluck's ears. Surprisingly soft. He must've used good conditioner. "But wait... what do you mean by 'the longest?' Had they only just started to make the team?"

Created wrong, huh? Perhaps the same could have been said for that infernal Dark Omen. Anyone saying Eternatus offered salvation was clearly wrong in every way, shape, and form. ... perhaps the same could've been said of him. Bahamut reached his wing over and pet Potluck. "It doesn't matter...

Bahamut did his best to keep a straight expression. "A helmet? Why would you need a helmet?"

Potluck must've thought Bahamut senile. "Your lying skills could use a bit of work, little one. There's little you can say I haven't heard before. Comes with being old."

That pun was groan-inducing but somehow Bahamut managed to avoid reacting that way. "Uh-huh. So, how did you saddle up with this group anyway? I heard rumblings your team's as much a ragtag group as ours is."

"You're welcome." It was a brief, polite answer. "You seem to be the only member of your team who's rather cheerful about your bosses. You the team mascot?"

Still lying on his side, Bahamut looked at Potluck. He hadn't really been in a small group with the... whatever he was. And the first thing that came to mind was the helmeted variant skulking around back on Etherium. The stark, raving lunatic espousing his love for Eternatus and trying to get...

Bahamut raised a wing to wave it half-heartedly. "Be sure to sweep up the guild. Heaven knows the lovesick kitties and their third wheel ninetales will shed all over the place rolling around together."

Bahamut lay down on his side. “I have no one to catch up with, so I guess I’ll be hanging with Mr. Toothpaste.” He gestured vaguely in Xerneas’ direction.

Bahamut didn’t meet anyone’s gaze. “There’s an alien in there and I wouldn’t expect you to be able to detect it. Not even Arceus can. She is there, though. Shielding herself from corruption by using the tree.”

Bahamut's head tendrils twitched. Why were the children who didn't have a full grasp of this situation the ones offering suggestions? He didn't make eye contact and neutrally stated, "Unless you know of a way to teleport an entire cave inside this tree, you're grasping at straws. If we remove...

Bahamut still stared at the Tree. Was he ultimately going to be ignored again? “And what about the things I said?”

Bahamut didn’t respond. He saw Diyem throw up another new soul. So, this was how it was going to go. He looked at Maple. “I would bet my life Eternatus is used to shadows because of Dark Matter. If we could just siphon some of the radiance, perhaps we can buy her more time until we can come up...

“I’m talking about draining Blacklight.” Bahamut looked briefly at Koa with a look suggesting he should stay silent and let the adults handle things.

The color gradually faded from Bahamut's eyes until they were patches of mismatched gray hues. "Not anymore. She flooded my mind with memories. Memories of her time with Dark Matter. There was a sense of joy and... l-love. I think she is meditating on that." He glanced around the area...

The connection had gotten strong enough to blot out whatever chaos was happening in the background. Bahamut's guard remained up at first. It was a trick. Something to lull him into a fall sense of security and then prey on him the moment he showed any weakness. But then images played out in his...

If she couldn't properly communicate, then Bahamut would at least return the favor. He projected thoughts of his own. Of an eternatus unfathomably larger than whoever was sitting away in the Tree. Bahamut layered the images with feelings of distrust.

Bahamut was vaguely aware of something bad happening in the background. But his attention became consumed by a familiar sensation coming from the tree. "I refuse. I don't know whether you chose to sequester yourself there of your own will or because of an outside force. Why are you on this planet?"

Bahamut didn’t like that response. He probed Maple’s psyche. “A so-called god of life should not be so dismissive about such concepts. I think there’s something seriously wrong here.” Again he focused on Eternatus. “Diyem is here. He is concerned about you.”

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