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"Aww, what's the matter, Grumpy Gus?" Having evaded Bahamut's ESP, Poipole was now in front of Celeste. "Oh, wait, I think I get it. The pointy horn. The scowl. You're one of those edgelord absol!" He put his right hand up by his head and crossed his left arm over to the right side of his...

"Aww, look at you!" Poipole escaped Bahamut's grip and zoomed over to Owen. "Using big-boy SAT words. How adorable!" He noogied Owen's forehead. "Please, Diyem, just strike me down now."

"Whoa, whoa! Not true!" Poipole zipped over to Cuicatl. "I'll have you know that if I make myself all big and naganadely... I become the fiercest dragon in all the cosm—" Bahamut clamped a hand over Poipole's mouth. He squirmed against Bahamut's grasp. "Unless someone has an immediate answer...

Bahamut's core and eyes reddened. "Why is everyone so quick to assume something malicious when I'm involved?" He stomped a forepaw on the ground. "I haven't done anything to the stone other than keep it on my person and—" A high-pitched squawk echoed from Bahamut's back. His red eyes turned...

"No. This bloody enchanted rock feels like it's going to burn through my—" Bahamut stopped. "Wait, do I even have flesh? Or am I just a metal cat?" He tapped his forepaws together. "Seems like met— ow!" A sizzle echoed through the room. Bahamut slammed his hand against the stone, only to yank...

Bahamut's stone continued vibrating... and the clinks against his prism armor let off sounds like he was calling everyone's attention to make a toast. "Enough already," he hissed in a whisper.

Bahamut indulged the grass-types' curiosity for a bit, but once he realized how meaningless it was, he slinked to the back of the room to lay down in a sunbeam. Most of his energy had gone to making a portal. The dumb fusion-dragon hit him a few times, but the blows had barely hurt. There was...

“Oh, brother. Just put them on my back.” Bahamut loomed over his smaller teammates. “Mind the stone.”

"Perhaps it'll heal the physical wounds, but I fear there are mental ones no amount of time will mend." Bahamut licked a forepaw and brushed his mane. God, why did he feel so compelled to do that?

"Not exactly." Bahamut should've been missing several pieces. But he wasn't. Instead, he was back in cat form. But it felt more... solid this time. And had he just doubled in size or was his mind playing ticks on him? His teammates looked... smaller. The bastard dragon was smaller. Arceus was...

Buying First Ascent (as Dusk Mane Necrozma) and learning Sunsteel Strike in place of Psychic for free b/c Dusk Mane gets it upon assuming that form. :V Recalibrations to follow later

"Oi! I can't... keep this thing... open much longer!" Bahamut's tiny feet broke off his body and rolled across the ground.

For pity's sake. Bahamut hurled his stone into the portal. His core was giving off white smoke. His head cracked. With a groan, Bahamut lifted the Blacklight Dragon up... "We. Are. Not. Doing. This. Now!" ... and shoved it into the portal. His hands shattered under the strain. "Someone get...

Logging 2k Path of Valor words written. For BLEC purposes: One-chapter review of Game of the Sky (topic's gonna be deleted), one-chapter review of Fledglings

Good. Good. It was working. Well, Bahamut counted on two evolutions. Lucky devils, those girls. They couldn't count on that again. This wasn't some fantasy piece where the heroes got superpowers in the eleventh hour. "Get into the damn portal. NOW." It wasn't shadow corrupting his voice. He was...

"Fools! If you let him kill any of us, you cannot be recovered!" Is this not what had the whole team up in a frenzied panic when Starr and Brisa disappeared several weeks ago? They had to regroup, but Brisa was still being had captive. There was a sudden spark of power. It was so familiar. He...

Imbeciles. Their first reaction to seeing the doppelganger snagged in a pokémon-capturing machine was to charge the very creature that used said device. And with close-ranged attacks, no less. Did they have no survival instincts? Obviously not, or the team would've failed and wound up back in...

Bahamut ignored the doppelgänger. He didn’t care if the dragon was already down. The fucker stole his move. He floated up to it and struck its already-broken gems, shattering them further. “Bitch.”

Bless the deino's heart, but she should've realized Bahamut wasn't asking her.

Bahamut tried to use small pulses of psychic to clear the smoke and radiant haze, but the Reverse World's backwards logic prevented him from doing so. "Well, what's going on?"