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... and there it was. "You're approaching this like a typical pokémon would." Bahamut's head turned up toward the ceiling despite him not moving his body. "Which would be perfectly fine... if you were a normal pokémon. But you shades have... very different properties. They come from those Ultra...

Well, wasn't that just adorable? It made Bahamut's light crinkle and the gray hues of his body undulated like stacks of jellatin. "Mmm, I see." His left upper wing slithered up to Soul as if it was sizing them up independent of Bahamut. "What about during the battles?" He tapped his left upper...

Big. Strong. Protecting people. How long had it been since anyone had said that about him? Centuries. Definitely centuries. Well, maybe not the "big" part. Bahamut was used to that, but it was always followed up with "monster" or "jerk." This was an... odd change of pace. Bahamut wasn't sure...

Bahamut tried his best to keep a neutral expression. Because those were descriptors that didn't apply to him. Not a leader. Not a hero. ... okay, maybe he could qualify as a mage, but this body didn't have the light-manipulating abilities he was used to. So, that was out of the question. "You...

With pupilless, lidless, hollow eyes, squinting wasn't possible. Bahamut instead slithered around the side of the couch like a grotesque serpent, then back onto it so he could lie on his side and have his head on the armrest closest to Soul. "You want me... to teach you how to be a familiar?"...

The couches in the lounge were not built for a dragon of his size. At best, he could fit part of his torso. But Bahamut's legs and tail were stuck on the floor. His right wings draped over the back of the couch and his left wings lay on the carpet. When a tiny voice reached his head tendrils, he...

Why wouldn't they? Because he was basically the team's antithesis. Every time there was a decision, Bahamut always seemed to offer a counterpoint. Even when he finally opted to take the moral high road and go for saving Joule, his surviving teammates were unhappy. At least, they were in the...

"But our 'boss' doesn't feel the same way," Bahamut growled, using air quotes with his upper wings. "I think it likely he's going to advocate sneaking into the tree or something. Which I cannot see ending well for anyone." He uncoiled and backed away to give Pleo some space. "It's a shame we...

"We weigh our options," Bahamut responded. "Gather the team together. Lay all the cards on the table and have people offer ideas for what we can do." He tapped his beak with a claw. "Personally, I think we ought to include Maple, her team, and the assorted guardians of this world. Though I...

“Giving Arceus or Diyem its energy may corrupt them the same way Darkwhite was.” Bahamut sighed. “Now you understand the dilemma. Imagine if we had to fight our own allies because the revival process corrupts them. It took the entire team to deal with Darkwhite. Now our numbers are fewer.”

Bahamut looked Pleo dead in the eye. "The Tree is compromised. Eternatus is inside it. Which means... there's a good chance it isn't safe to heal Arceus or Dark Matter."

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"Yeah." Bahamut sighed. Was he unhappy with this arrangement, too, or because he was one of the few weighing such decisions? If Owen were still alive, he'd probably think about it even if he wasn't interested in discussing it. "And, of course, we have to keep in mind that Maple and Cibus'...

"I would hope so, but I'm not sure they can both be healed at the same time." Bahamut needed a comparison. Something that could actually speak to the kid. Wait, Cabot was some sort of sailor, right? Come on, stupid brain prism. Make a sailing analogy. "Imagine you have two very large boats...

"That... also remains to be seen." Pink spread out in Bahamut's eyes. "We need to determine how many of us would be able to go. And I do not believe we'll be going into the Tree, so much as looking around." The tip of his tail tapped against the carpeted floor. "And, assuming that all happens...

Ah, right. Even though the shades were their own beings, they were all based off someone. And it seemed Pleo might've been the youngest one. And of course the lugia wanted to get Cabot back as soon as possible. Cabot would probably try to do that. But Pleo didn't know what Bahamut did. Nor was...

The necrozma raised an upper wing. "Guilty." He slithered forward to get a better look at Pleo's book. Was that the Tree of Life in it? No, no, he had to be polite. "How are you holding up?"

In trying to figure out what a good course of action would be, Bahamut decided that the study might house a book better describing the architecture of this Tree of Life thing. He was particularly interested in what might've changed about it since Cibus' Dark Matter had been dealt with. Could...

"If you're her best buddy, then you should do something that only the two of you really know about it," Esper suggested. "Like a secret password or a secret handshake or talking about a moment the two of you specifically remember or that time your teacher caught you two making out under a...

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