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"I'm not sure about that, actually." Esper looked at the bag. "But, like, if you guys are going to have a big ol' ultimate anime fight of ultimate destiny with a giant light dragon, you're probably going to want sunglasses." He took a pair out of the bag and tossed them to Tricky.

When people left the group pow-wow, Esper went off in search of fabulous sunglasses. After running up an exorbitant tab on Maple's behalf, he emerged from a boutique carrying a bag practically overflowing with sunglasses. And that wasn't counting the three pairs on his conical head. He would've...

Right, Maple. That would be another piece in this big puzzle. "Didn't Maple try to fight Joule when we were dealing with the fusion dragon?" Bahamut intended to keep that thought in his head, but wound up voicing it.

Bahamut stood there while Cabot barked at him. When the cranidos finished, he remained silent until he whispered, "I see." His eyes and core blued. "Yes, delightful. I'm sure all this pent up rage and hatred is rejuvenating for our boss." Bahamut gestured to Diyem. "He'll be out of here in no...

"There's one thing specifically." Bahamut stepped back into the room. His eyes turned pink and he stared Owen down, psychically projecting exactly what he had in mind to the charmeleon... and only the charmeleon. Perhaps Diyem would pick up on it just by virtue of being in their heads...

"Well, I can't quite tell if it's fully charged or not at this range." Bahamut said. "It's still beauty in its purest form, however. When I was whole, I used this attack to end battles before they began. Destroy planets that dared to bring me suffering... and kept them from Eternatus' clutches."...

Bahamut managed to stagger to his feet, though his eyes and core were a sickly shade of green. He firmly expected Cabot to react with disbelief and skepticism. That cranidos was far too coddled. If only he could show him real fear. Fear... like the sight that awaited him once he finally reached...

"It can be both negative and the truth." Bahamut's neck cricked several times as he stretched it. "Not that it matters." His eyes turned purple. "Apparently, I was thrashing in my sleep again and somehow ate my badge. I'm experiencing some sort of... cosmic poisoning. That's how one of the...

Nero's leg solidified and the white of normal-type returned. "Then I guess it's best to think of yourself like something light gliding around. Like a piece of paper blown by the breeze or a tumbleweed in the desert." His tail wagged.

"Most ghosts are made of ectoplasm. You're relatively solid when you want to be... but can become gaseous and transparent if you feel like it." An eery purple overtook Nero. He raised a foreleg and purple shadows swirled around it. The leg disappeared before Lillie's eyes. Mew arced their back...

Bahamut had been laying on the cot with his back to the wall. He'd heard footsteps. Sensed auras. "Battle? What do you mean—" The necrozma rolled over and saw Owen holding something... with a vaguely sinister aura. "So, you rescued Dark Matter." And that was what it really looked like. The...

Esper had the biggest shit-eating grin on his face.

"Really now? You honestly think it's a good idea for the two most chipper, sunshine and smiles members of the team to escort a ball of living negativity?" Esper shook his head. "You'll kill him with kindness. Literally. We should just kick his core and watch it roll in the general direction of...

"I'm pretty sure he's allergic to kindness. Kinda like Baha Blast." Esper snickered into his hand.

"Something something channeling light energy." Esper shrugged. "You must be a real sociopath to get excited at planets getting blow up."

"You know that move he was about to strike the whole city with? Baha Blast has a similar one." Esper slowly turned upside-down. "He blew up some planets with it back in the day. It was quite the sight. I say... because of his memories."

"Interesting." Nero tapped a talon on the ground. "That's one way of going about it, I guess. Though I'm not sure it'll lead to you being able to do much more. You're, like, basically a gaseous ball as a ghost. I find that the best way to move about is to think of yourself like something...

"Wow, I can't believe the solution to the big ball of death is ZA WARUDO." Despite levitating, Esper leaned on his side and yawned into his hand. "Such a lame twist. I can hear the anime stans taking to the interwebs to complain en masse."

At some point, Esper saw the flashing lights and screams and decided to float outside. "Oh, hey. Where have you guys been? Group karaoke session?" He seemed not to care about the giant ball of death in the sky.

"Well, it's probably a good idea to start with the basics. Like walking." Nero trotted in place. "You managed to make it to me okay. What was going through your head when you were moving?"