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Bahamut nodded silently. "Good. Now stand there and breath. I want you to imagine... something you would normally do at the Tree. Who is there with you? What are they up to?"

"It was. Because this Dark Matter does not want to go into the Tree at all," Bahamut said. At least Joule was able to convince her. So, there was that. He couldn't tell himself this would be a disaster, even if part of him expected that. Too long a history of things going poorly. Had to believe...

"Meditative visualization," Bahamut said. "It is a technique I would guide people through long ago back home. To help them with fears and uncertainties." He coiled his body tighter. "I know that the Tree of Life is something that holds very deep meaning for you. But I fear that the events of...

This was an attempt to put them on the defensive and Bahamut wasn't taking that bait. He looked skyward. "The meeting concerned the... current status of the folks who were done in by Joule's blast and what can be done about their situation." He folded both sets of wings over his chest spikes. "I...

Bahamut silently departed. There was nothing left for him in the forest and he needed to clear his mind of dark thoughts in order to approach Maple at his best.

It was hard to ignore Bahamut now that his size was comparable to Joule. But under Groudon's overwhelming sunlight, he didn't even cast a shadow across anyone. It was a bit creepy. Bahamut considered sinking into the ground and snaking around like a common silicobra, but eventually dismissed the...

Bahamut's tail twitched in irritation. "We're talking in circles at this point. That time is better spent actually doing the things people suggested. Besides, we're not doing any revival stuff until we investigate the Tree anyway. So, we'll use the team to investigate other avenues. And the dead...

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“This... revelation gives us a new angle, anyway.” Bahamut’s tone was nearly emotionless. “There are less than six degrees of separation between you and Maple. How... ironic.”

They were still together. Still together. Still... together... Though Bahamut’s expression was neutral, there was clearly something... twisted underneath it. “This doesn’t change our immediate plans. The team has to return to full strength. I can tackle Maple. The rest of you are free to...

"Oh, wonderful. Seems we alerted someone," Bahamut growled. "I knew we should've gone off to that desert in the Sand Continent." He had, indeed, forgotten that this was one of his teammates.

"The difference is this is a fucking parasite that emits corrosive energy and should rot." Bahamut's light prickled like a pinurchin's head. "I sincerely hope Eternatus showing up here and being Diyem's ex are not related."

It happened on impulse. Despite attempts to stay under the tree line, his light erupted like a solar flare. "You sent us to this planet to chase down your fucking ex?! And she's a parasite? Why didn't you fucking lead with that?" His tail lashed toward the closest thing... which, unfortunately...

Oh no. Bahamut was not playing this game. And certainly not with Icetales showing up to potentially derail things. He slammed his tail down in front of Diyem. "No. You did not misspeak. You called Eternatus a 'her.'" Red and orange expanded in his eyes. "I tried to ask nicely, but you keep...

“We have to kill her?” Bahamut leaned forward. “And just how do you know that particular eldritch monstrosity is a girl?”

"Nobody's arguing against that," Bahamut said. "I only mentioned making sure we can do so safely. As in free of Eternatus corruption. As heartbroken as you are now, imagine having to fight your girlfriend because we fail to investigate properly and Diyem revives them with Eternatus' energy...

"Isn't Cola's whole schtick that he wants to discover his own identity?" Esper wondered. "If the Tree powers him into another Pop, he might lose the chance at his anime moment of self-discovery!" "What the— when did you get here?" Bahamut growled. "And how do you know that?" "I checked the...

Bahamut stayed silent while others spoke. His massive frame dwarfed everyone on the team, even some of the phantoms that had gained some newfound verticality. It some respects, he wondered if his presence was going to draw unwanted attention toward the forest and opted to coil himself around...

“I can do it.” Bahamut paused. “I intended to do it myself. As Diyem said before, I have some leverage I can use. But I don’t intend to let it get to that point.”

“... wonderful.” Bahamut frowned. “And we have no way of knowing if the whole Tree is corrupted until we scout it. Because we shouldn’t do any of those options unless we can be absolutely sure Eternatus’ energy won’t corrupt anyone.”