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While keeping a tight grip on the poké ball he managed to snag — was it Rayquaza's? Stars above, that would be ironic — Bahamut glanced between Darkwhite and Shield. "Were you not in the company of one of these mewtwo before?" He shook his head. "Honestly, if you two are going to have a stare...

As soon as we can get access to mid tier Blacklight moves Bahamut can become a ranged attacker.

How sad the puppy looked all on his own. It was whatever. Bahamut otherwise kept his mind blank and empty. Prevent any unwanted mindreading shenanigans that he couldn't account for. He did, however, signal to any teammates still up with his tail. Then, without warning, he hurled Esper as hard as...

Turn 6: I think I'm Blast Seeding Shield and Vile Seeding Groudon. Also susing Darkwhite. Just between us, I saw her standing in reactor near Simon Says, but she was there way too short to actually do that task. <_<

Bahamut yawned. "Did anyone hear that? Sounded like a gush of hot air, but with Groudon, it's hard to tell." Esper sniffed at the air. "Smells more like Chaotic Neutral to me." "Excuse me?" "C'mon, don't tell me you forgot our Dungeons and Dragonite sessions!" Esper nudged Bahamut's mane...

Turn 5: Max Elixir + Morning Sun on Curio, Starr, Shiren the wandereron

"Well, I'd say this guy's strategy is certainly living up to his name." Esper crossed his tiny arms and shook his head. "I'd call the dumbass space noodle a coward for hiding behind those barriers, but I think that'd just make him blow up faster." Bahamut's tail stiffened behind him. "Wait...

Turn 3 (for realz): Morning Sun w/ Brisa, Celeste, & Curio, then press the A button on Rayquayquay

Sell: 4 tiny blasts, 2 oran berries, elixir, tiny reviver, luminous orb Buy: 3 blast seeds, 1 tired seed, 1 vile seed, 1 restore seed, 1 sitrus berry, 2 max elixirs, 1 reviver seed, 2 cautious seeds Auto-battle: Unless overridden... Turn 1: Eat a cautious seed & Radiant Siphon Ray-Ray Turn 2...

"That's trance," Bahamut stated. "Or, well, perhaps it goes by another name here. But I've seen that transformation." "Pfbt! You gave Ray-Ray the power to do that!" Esper snickered. "Hashtage humblebrag, am I right, Baha Blast?" "... like a broken clock."

“Do not disturb the xatu gazing upon the sun.” Bahamut looked at Owen. “It is a sacred pass time for them.”

"Mmm. See you. And congrats on your evolution, little one. I'm sure you'll be a feraligatr before you know it." As he made for the exit, however, one phrase echoed in the back of his head. Overwhelming force. Overwhelming force. Overwhelming force... "Overwhelming force. Overwhelming force,"...

“In the old days, you pushed yourself against nature itself.” Bahamut’s eyes flickered purple. “Nowadays, they have enchanted dummies and other contraptions, but it scarcely matters. Every successive generation of pokémon has grown weaker. Technology has reduced their need to use their strength...

Fighting to win? “You are both young. And fortunate. Where I’m from, battles are about survival. Nothing more, nothing less. So it behooved me to avoid confrontations.”

"And look how much you exhausted yourself for the sake of one strike that, while decent, would be negated by my healing." Bahamut snatched Esper before he could float up and mouth off to ruin the moment. "Imagine for a moment that this wasn't some battle for sport. That you were battling for...

"Great. Are we done here?" Bahamut licked a forepaw and brushed his metallic mane.

“Oh, good grief.” This was turning into some sort of spectacle. At least it would be over shortly. Just for good measure, Bahamut did one last Siphon on Surf, then swatted her with a forepaw, angling to send her into Turf.

"All actions have consequences." Bahamut again struck Turf twice. That should've been enough to put her down.

Bahamut frowned. Stubborn to the bitter end, huh? Fine. Two could play at that game. "Well—" "Whoa, whoa. C'mon, boss." Esper tapped his forehead. "Can't you at least play it up a bit for the crowd? Your strike actually got a reaction from them. I was starting to think they'd died of boredom."...

"If you're just going to keep using Screeches, can we just call this off? I'm not used to having ears." This time, Bahamut didn't use any specific technique. He just struck Turf with a forepaw... twice.