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Perhaps the calls would have gotten to Owen, had they connected. Or perhaps his head was too entrenched in the need for battle and blood. That glimmer in Owen's eyes was reminiscent of, perhaps, what Jesse had seen in Brisa so long ago--that monster that Brisa feared she'd been was now facing...

"Her world was destroyed, Bahamut, by an entity nearly identical to me, and it was done by going to the Tree and removing it from the world. There is no telling if the same thing could potentially happen again, from her eyes. And..." Diyem lowered his voice. "I am sensing something odd about her...

"Now you see," Diyem said, frowning at Bahamut, "why I am trying not to tell others. Maple will find out, and she won't believe me."

Diyem sighed, but then looked around his room. Maple and Joule had left to someplace. Arceus was relocated to Destiny Tower for further healing. Apparently, something about that location helped him recover faster. So, Diyem was largely alone. "Eternantus is inside the Tree... but everything...

Owen roared. He'd tried to strike Shadow, but had to dodge out of the way of Brisa's attack first. Perhaps he didn't prioritize Shadow's attacks as much because he did not sense an attack coming from him. But in the end, Shadow now only got to Owen, but he also evaded the detonating stored...

"Hello, Bahamut," Diyem greeted, gesturing to Icetales. "Don't worry. He's visiting the Voidlands the more traditional way. With his body here, it's a lot easier to recover his spirit if need be." He looked to Bahamut. "...Now, what did you want to speak to me about?"

Owen slammed into Brisa next, but Dave's shields, for the second time, protected from another one of the berserk creature's strikes. He beat his wings and kicked up a cloud of void dust, leaving a trail of embers behind. Then, he formed his own shields, crossing his arms as he stood outright...

Cal still couldn't process it, but the way Luz was so certain instilled a bit of that confidence in her. The Charmeleon wraith relaxed, stood upright, and made sure her golden flame was clear and visible. "Right. Some rest. So we can be at our top shape when they come back." <><><>

[Rot > Team Spectrum]: Eventually. We are preparing a trip to the Tree of Life to draw from its power. [Maple > Team Spectrum]: We will speak with Xerneas and see what can be spared. After all, we need the Tree for other things, too, such as restoring Arceus. We don't know how much power it has...

[Rot > Team Spectrum ]: Yes, they are in the Voidlands. [Soda > Team Spectrum]: are you serious [Rot > Team Spectrum ]: I am, yes. Also, this is Diyem. S'more insisted I get one of these badges. [Soda > Team Spectrum]: no i know thats why i asked really. wtf is that name [Rot > Team Spectrum...

Cal leaned over Luz's phone, seeing that Maple was typing up a response already. And what came next... She practically melted with a mixture of emotions she couldn't quite place. "What the fuck," she finally said, her whole body losing definition. "He's... he's still... r-right as I was...

[Maple > Team Spectrum]: Those under Diyem's power go to the Voidlands when they perish. Your friends are no different. He is building up power to bring them back.

Owen hissed at the darkness that struck the ground by him, hopping back on reflex. Nip was therefore too far away to pursue, but that it mattered. His eyes did not dart in any particular direction; he no longer needed to, after all. Even Wishkeeper, who had stuck his head back onto his...

"Yeah, two things. Guess I'll just end your boo-hoo stuff early since maybe you'll appreciate it: They're fine. They're just in Hell. Diyem's, to be specific. And, uhh, second thing, because of that, they're probably not gonna be at Spirit's Edge." Cal froze. "Well, anyway, see ya. I'm...

Purchasing Second Ascent for Owen, but also holding any stat purchases until I can afford to finalize some Leg Day matters. Talents: Defense, resistance Weakness: Magic, Attack Blacklight Boost and other changes: TBD. Everything before has been logged.

"Right..." Cal hadn't looked at it from that angle before. Was that... what Owen had wanted from her all along? Maybe that was why... Maybe he was trying to give her a choice instead of forcing her into one identity or the other. Well, maybe she wanted to be like... Well. That didn't matter...

"...Very well." It took some time, almost like a ritual in and of itself. The room seemed to darken as Diyem guided Icetales to sit in a certain spot, to wait a certain amount of time, to clear his thoughts and replace them with others. A gentle tugging within his forehead suggested that Diyem...

The light disappeared after the shape within grew substantially. Certainly nowhere near the size of Wishkeeper, but still a large Charizard that had been expected. He was a little slimmer, and his horns cured upward a little into fine points. Owen stood upright, staring blankly skyward. His...

"Hrmm." Diyem studied Icetales and did not see anything that he was saying to be incorrect. But it was still, of course, a risk. He wasn't sure if being predisposed to Shadows was a boon or a bane when it came to entering his Voidlands, but perhaps the familiarity could help. "I don't want to...

"It is roughly the same amount of time," Diyem replied, looking Icetales over. "...But it seems that you won't be very satisfied with just that answer, hm? I can see it in the way you are behaving. Impatience. You... wish to see them." He shook his head. "Delving into the Voidlands voluntarily...