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It was the final exchange. Spirits above watched the spectacle in a daze. The Hydreigon stirred and looked down. "Mmhh... what in the world... is this...?" He squinted, looking tired, groggy, like he wanted to return to sleep, but after the explosions below, who could...? Past him, countless...

Eien stared, listening, attentive. She seemed pensive, even though her fatigue. "Yes," she said, like a whisper. "Diyem... cannot feel hope without pain. But still... he tries. He truly, truly tries. Otherwise... he would not be here... would he? That is how I know... he is not at all what he...

Owen flinched, but Bahamut was already dashing toward Eien. The only one who understands... Owen stared at Mewtwo with a softer expression, but he was still cautious. And indeed, the moment Bahamut tried to rush for Eien, Mewtwo twitched and made a move--he didn't allow it. His ethereal form...

Ah, yeah, sorry about that. It's a bit of a setting point for the old southern tradition of naming your son after the father (Jerry, Angelo, Alex) but I can see how that's confusing. Yeah! This Special Episode is a bit of a gut punch with that side-shot in mind! No, there are a few typos I'm...

"GRAH!" Maple shrieked again just as Owen and Bahamut made it to the top right of the labyrinth. "And so, here we are," Diyem snarled, already ascended into his divine form before rushing to meet Maple, dragging her to the center of the labyrinth even as she slashed and slashed. Her healing...

...What was that. Something happened. What happened? ...Starr. What happened to Starr? The parasite burrowed deeper and already seemed right at home. Starr was growing from the corruption of this energy, twice, thrice, four times her size, letting out a roar that was anything but natural...

Meanwhile, high in the sky, several of the spirits stirred. The nearest ones, the strongest spirits among them, stirred a little. The chains were like anchors against them, and upon closer inspection, some seemed to be embedded deep into their skin and scales. But they rose, little by little...

Hey Denzel! I'm here for your Catnip review, and this one is going to be for the first chapter! So, the first thing that jumps out to me about the story is the syntax and formatting. I'm not really sure if it goes through a particular word processor or import system, but a lot of the formatting...

"I--I shall try," Xernatus said, but he still looked unsure. He didn't know immediate if there was a way to help Bahamut, so instead, panicking, he said, "I--I'll do this!" I am ready to fight... Thank you for the struggle up to this point. But now, the tides have turned. And at that very...

A horrible shriek followed as Maple's tail thrashed about, striking at Nip but ultimately missing. The head was ablaze with Radiant energy while the whole of Maple's titanic body seemed to fizzle and spark. She growled... "Dark... Matter..." The first time she spoke--her voice was a deafening...

"Xernatus!" Owen cried. "Make more phantoms! Offense and defense! And then keep running!" Xernatus might have heard some of that. Hopefully it would be enough, just as Owen disappeared in Bahamut's place. "Hello," Diyem grumbled. "Hi, Diyem!" Owen grinned. "Doing well?" "...Just about." A...

The titanic leviathan roared and seemed to wince, finally, at the onslaught that was taking out parts of her body, turning them into hazy wisps that struggled to reform. That red star on her chest pulsed ominously and Maple straightened her body... but then snarled, buckling as her arms lost...

Okay, okay. Um-- No matter what happens, my dark power is flowing through Bahamut. He will not fall to Maple's assault... for now. Oh! Okay, then... Bahamut, I'll leave this to you! You can switch with me, and Xernatus can try leaving something behind before rejoining with Diyem! We just have...

Oh, I can do that! Which meant he was going to have to flare up his latent Dragon energy against Maple. Something about that thrilled him, but he didn't vocalize it, even mentally. Owen quickly got to work. "Xerneas, make some phantoms and run to the right! Okay? I'll guard you!" "What...

They knew just where to hit and how hard from that grapple and a little extrapolation. A pulse of life ran through the team as they coordinated and communicated in silence, and sometimes in shouts. By the time their first flurry was over, Maple's arms were hazy apparitions, and her head had been...

They were hardly Joltik to her. Their preparation and intimidations seemed to register somewhat to this wordless titan, but she swiped at them regardless, flailing her body as she tried to get a good shot with her maw. But even then, they were fast, and they knew to avoid her front... In...

Owen and Bahamut quickly went with their plan. Owen gave Bahamut a firm nod and said, "Here, take some support!" as a shining light from Owen's arm trailed to his claws, then washed over Bahamut. Just some extra energy to withstand whatever Maple had for him. "If you run through, the roots...

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"She is too far gone to listen to words," Diyem said. "Foolish as it is, the nature of Cibus means we can only spread our feelings toward her in a fight. Perhaps that will awaken her inner self..." Maple was rushing toward them. Owen spread his wings. "I've got a good Protect in me. I'll try...

Chapter 12 ~ Divine Soft Drinks After rescuing Darkwhite from a grueling battle, the team emerged from the restored Worldcore to a strange entity that met and then taunted them--someone that they eventually called the Haze. This haze revealed themselves to be the spy--one of the spies that they...