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"You've been doing a good job at keeping them handled," Pansit said. "Maybe out of necessity. Is there anyone that you think has been handling their powers the best, out of everyone?" she tilted her head. "It's not often that we get to hear about the success stories."

Owen's pupils were normalized but they were still slits. It was odd how different they were from the average Charizard, whose eyes were more rounded, not like that of a serpent's. But Owen's intense stare seemed much more intimidating when he wasn't smiling or giggling. His brow furrowed by the...

Owen stared for a while, listening to every word. He was at least attentive; he wasn't yelling or screaming over Brisa. But this cold silence that was coming from him was so frighteningly uncharacteristic... Then, Owen closed his eyes, taking a slow breath, and silently gestured for Brisa to...

"That's the spirit!" Pansit grinned and nodded emphatically, and then she went back to sitting normally, though she did seem brighter. "I find it interesting, actually. Of all the members on Team Spectrum, there aren't many who want to bring their power back home with them--it's always their...

In that great dome that was the training facility, there was no wind nor any real sound aside from its occupants. And because of that, Brisa would notice the brief absence of a crackle or a hum of fire, like the Charizard's ember had gone completely silent. His pupils had narrowed, then dilated...

"The memories," Pansit said with a wistful tone. "That's true. It's not certain whether you'll remember any of this when you go back, is it? Or at least, not remember for a long, long time... That's really too bad, isn't it?"

"Hmm..." Owen's tail swished around, thoughtful. "Maybe... but I feel like we're at the precipice of something strong in us. Ever since Diyem went full Abyssal God on us. I feel like we can do a small version of that if we tried... I've been trying to mimic it myself, actually." His tail...

"Lugia, Lugia..." Owen breathed in, then sighed through his nostrils. The air in front of him distorted from the heat. "I've seen her training with Meringue, so I actually have a lot of information about her. The biggest thing to know about her is that her offensive power looks intimidating, but...

It was hard to get a read on the Charizard ever since the incident with Wishkeeper that had gone unspoken. The cheerful Charizard, all smiles and all serenity, was indeed suppressing countless thoughts of bitterness and contempt in the form of Wishkeeper. Compartmentalized into a psyche that...

Owen entered the training facility with a strange sense of nostalgia. Ever since he had one too many incidents at the park where he'd scared children with his training regimen against Substitutes, he'd been kindly directed by some Guild staff to try out this training facility instead. And while...

Lugia's gaze showed just the smallest flicker of an impressed light. "Then I look forward to seeing you there," she said. "I will send my word to the Colosseum organizers; you may set the time and I will be alerted." A pink aura briefly enveloped Birsa, and an expulsion of force rid her of the...

Lugia weighed this in her mind, rattling it about like it was water in her ear. Then, she opened her eyes and raised her right wing forward. "A taste of power, then," she offered, and her eyes disappeared into bright, blue light. The clouds above them grayed and rain started to pour down...

The seas whispered again. The wind whistled between two boulders in the distance. Lugia looked skyward as a few clouds rolled by. "A trio of heroes challenging the god of storms..." Thunder boomed in a faraway place. "You'd best know what you are challenging," she said. "When you aim at the...

"I think," Owen said halfway through their travel, "I'm going to mention some of this to Bean and see what he has to say. With any luck, maybe even the Overseers would be able to help out with some of these. After all... this Chaos place sounds like just the thing they'd want to know about."...

"That does seem like a creative way to pass the time," Pansit said, nodding. "Though, speaking of time... The rumor is that all of you don't really have a lot of time on Cibus, do you? Assuming this 'Blacklight' can be taken care of quickly... you won't have much free time at all before your...

A being of both darkness and light--a demon and a savior--is of course something to be feared. It was the Blacklight powers they'd been imbued with; it was the ability to see and harness both sides of a power, and counter either one freely? If Owen had to guess, his father was of one element...

At least she was listening, but Owen still remembered his initial impressions. It seems that their father's cruelty was still inherited. Unfortunately, this was far beyond anything Owen would be able to keep an eye on, so he instead focused on the present and awaited whatever response Seventh...

Soda also explains to Dave that sometimes he speaks to him as a Substitute, and other times it really was him, but ultimately it didn't matter. He admits that one reason he can slack off on scouting so much is that because he's a master-class substitute, he never has to worry about his escape...

"Ah..." Lugia took a slow breath, and the ocean sighed with her. The shore drew away, and then a great wave crashed around them, split by a Psychic barrier. Ocean mist danced in little spirals. "The Meteor Omen... Not long after that, Bone and her team challenged me in my domain. I had turned...

"Not a damn clue." Any basic information, Team Spectrum already knows. Apparently the Tree was always more Xerneas' focus. They seemed to start a little before the Magikarp incidents, and were much easier to take down on their own. Only a few seemed to be invincible, and testimonies on how...