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And that, just briefly, gave the smiling Zoroark a wavering pause. "I, eh... Well, hey, everyone has a change of heart now and then, y'know?" He laughed a little, pulling his hand back. "I guess I felt like Cola was better off there, is all. Who knows why?" Soda made another shrugging motion. "I...

"I dunno. You tell me. Maybe we can just hang out, stare at Cibus from far away, y'know, stuff like that. I mean, you won't have a body, since this'll just be through here, but hey! I'll make sure you can float around and watch with me. No biggie." Soda held out a hand.

In that single hit, Toffee was sent spiraling away, even after the incoming onslaught whiffed from Toffee flying so far back from the initial volley. The audience made various "Ooh"s and "Oww"s at how outmatched Toffee seemed to be. How had this been approved?! And yet... the vitality sensor...

Toffee cawed again in surprise and fell back, flopping limply on the ground. Incineroar uncertainly announced, "A-and that seems to be the end of the match, folks! Toffee is--uh--..." The vitality sensor went bac kup. In fact, not only did it go back up--it was back to full. "Hold onto your...

"Grabbing the world, duh!" Soda said with another toothy grin. "C'mon, once everything's all set, all I need to do is go down there and claim Cibus and boom, reality won! After that I can uhh... What was I doing again? Oh, right, my mate and my old world and stuff, yeah. That." Soda nodded...

"Oh, uh..." Owen scratched under his chin. "It's nothing important. I think it's just a little awkward, you know, with Soda and all. I don't have anything against him or anything." And, despite everything, it looked like Owen was telling the truth. Perhaps he was just trying to avoid any...

The audience watched with mild interest, but they weren't sure why Toffee was there. Was Brisa trying to train her? Or was there some hidden talent that had yet to come free...? "I'm... I'm not weak, you know," Toffee said. "I made it to the Guild... for good reason! Don't underestimate m-me...

"Ah!" Toffee chirped in surprise, not expecting such a devastating blow. "Y-you're strong..." She'd never expected to face someone with this kind of foreboding, powerful presence. Now that she was up close, trying to strike... "But we're in front of a crowd, aren't we?" Toffee said, panting...

"Of course!" Toffee said, looking nervous, but she tried to push that away. "I'll do my best!" Then, with a firm nod, she rushed Brisa and spread her wings, cawing out a great battle cry. "Take this! Peck!" Toffee used Peck, taking out one Protect shield!

"Hey, hey, what's the serious face for, eh?" Soda made an open shrug, like Dave was clearly thinking too much into things. "Sometimes I do things on a whim! It's no big deal. Hey, so what else are you here for, anyway? Wanna join up? Come with me and you can help out a little."

Owen nodded. "Anything to help save Cibus, right?" His tail knocked against the ground and he stretched. "Speaking of which, though, I think we should probably start getting some final preparations done..."

"Who knows, I dunno. Just seemed like I had some excess power and slapped that onto him for safekeeping. Maybe he woulda gone big and you would've had to figure out how to take'm down. But hey, you know his fighting style inside and out, so I bet it woulda worked out alright."

"Hmm, hmm... This is definitely an interesting way to spend time, Brisa!" This wasn't a large crowd like usual, but there were still a few interested onlookers for this particular fight. Standing in the middle of the arena were two fighters. Brisa, of course, but also Corviknight Toffee, the...

For some reason, in the background, Pansit was taking picture after picture of Brisa and Starr before flying away.

Owen nodded. "That might be the plan. Actually, maybe I can do that right now. Hey, Diyem?" Owen looked skyward, which earned a few uneasy glances from nearby patrons. By now they knew about Owen, but... it was still a little odd for their heroes to be talking to the sky. The rest, thankfully...

"Aww, c'mon, it would've been great," Soda said with another toothy grin. "Besides, nothing I coulda done about that, and if I told you, he probably woulda gone--hey, wait a sec, how'd you find out about that, anyway?" He leaned forward with interest. "He already snap?"

Owen nodded. "I think they'll figure something out... And maybe I can find a way to describe to you guys what it feels like. If Xerneas is even there, at least... That's all just one big guess." He leaned forward, not realizing how much he loomed over Nate. "Do you think Joule might be able to...

"Xerneas," Owen corrected. "...But... I don't really know. I feel like my power would be helpful deep in Maple's Voidlands, but I could also try protecting Diyem. I heard that Bahamut also needs a lot of Radiance to get things going, and if I'm constantly helping Bahamut, I'll be tapping into my...

"That's true," Owen admitted. "But we'd need to find a way to share that 'feeling' with others. Maybe Bahamut knows a thing or two about shared experiences, or maybe we can ask some other powerful Psychic to share something like that, you know? Er, I'd ask Karat, but..."

"...Well, I mean. I'm pretty familiar with what they feel like now," Owen said with a tinge of darkness to his voice.