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"We do! It's just, he's gotten more agitated ever since we died, that's all." And maybe he talked like this in occasional mutterings now and then, but... "I think we just need some air. Come on, Wishkeeper." "I'm watching you all." "Wishkeeper, now." And for once, Owen's voice was firmer, and...

"...Speaking of, um, light dragons," Zinc added, "is Bahamut... going to be okay? What's with your kind and changing forms so much?"

"Mnn." Maple didn't acknowledge Mia directly, though she seemed to consider her words regardless. "Yes, yes. I know. But I'm still nervous about a Dark Matter of any kind getting close to the Tree. You'll have to ask Xerneas, too, and you all need time to recover. After what had happened..." She...

"By the way, Dave... Mia is fine. She seems agitated, but that is all for now. She tried to kill Joule but, predictably, it did not work well." "Contrary to popular belief, you do not need to be dead to visit certain spirit realms. There are many circumstances that can lead to your arrival...

A little belated... Welcome to round 10! A LOT has happened during and after this boss fight. To recap: Seven player characters have been killed and are now trapped in the Voidlands with no immediate means to return. The goal of round 10 is, clearly, to see if there is a way to return them, and...

"R-right. Right..." Maple looked away, returning to tend to Joule. "But it's as Zinc said. Diyem is in no condition to see the Tree or Xerneas right now. So, maybe... a small team of you can go to the Tree of Life when you're in better condition. It's... late, today. And we still need to track...

"You know... You're right!" He nodded again, and then tapped his ethereal hoof on the ground. "I think it's about time I go to that Tree of Life and get my power back! Maybe I'll even get to replace Pop! I'll need a better name, though, maybe... hmmm... Cola. That seems like a good name!"...

Maple nodded warily. "Yes," she said. "If that is the only way, I'll... help. A way to do it safely. Perhaps from the Tree's edge." "Perhaps that will be enough," Diyem replied. "When can we go?" "Um, hang on--" Zinc spoke up. "You're... still too weak. Do you even have the power to...?"...

"Hey, you know, that sounds like a pretty good--" "Wait!" Dialga quickly said, scrambling forward to hoist the little Arceus into the air. "What Nate means is, maybe you want to have some... practical experience instead of just reading all these books?" "Hmm... maybe. I think some experience...

"No," Maple said immediately. "That's the line I'm drawing. I'm sorry, but I won't allow Dark Matter to approach the Tree of Life again, especially when the best person to protect against a mishap is incapacitated. I... I'm sorry, Diyem, I--I can't allow it. Not..." She hesitated again, looking...

"You think I know?" the creature replied as the circles for eyes became an annoyed glare, addressing Nate. "I'm still looking over these shitty notes. All he did was write them all down and expect me to go over them. Like, sure, we're the same fucking person and everything, but he didn't give me...

"Enough," Diyem snapped, shooting a small beam of Shadows at Puddle. Even that, it seemed, drained him, and he slumped over to catch his breath. "Enough infighting... The benefits you give me with the negative energy outweighs the drawback of the lack of synergy you all have. It's more likely...

Diyem glared at Starr, narrowing his eyes. He flicked his hands, like he was considering something, but then held off. "...As it stands," he said, "I simply don't have the power to bring them back. They are trapped there." "They're... trapped in the Voidlands?" Maple repeated. "You don't have...

The little creature closed the book and drifted to Petram. His expression suddenly shifted, the red circles twisting into what might have been a happy blink. "Hi, there!" he replied. His voice was a lot louder than it should have been for his size, more like a toddler than an infant. "It's nice...

"Aaaeeeeuuuuuhhhh..." Garro leaned back, rubbing his chin. "Well, as a Void Shadow and a pretty high ranking one by Diyem's standards, I had some quick-travel abilities in this realm. For you guys? I dunno. You haven't acclimated that easily yet. You'd have to walk your way there. So that's...

Through the gateway and to an upper floor of Destiny Tower they went. The walls were white as ever and it seemed like the air smelled cleaner, too. There was a strange, mystical feeling in the air, like the magic that permeated the world was just a little stronger here. "Well..." Dialga...

"Please... no yelling..." Joule said in a whisper, and Maple gently placed an extra pillow on top of Joule's face. "Thank you..." Diyem groaned. His voice was tiny and high in that little body of his, but at the moment, he did not care. "Everyone... I am still trying to recover. Stop...

I'm still working on getting everything accounted for. They're coming to the infirmary now. I am trying to balance two conversations at once. Diyem grumbled, looking for more to say. He wasn't very good at comforting others, after all. Wasn't in his nature.

Owen wondered, idly, if "time alone" was the same if Cabot followed Dark Cabot. He decided it was best not to vocalize this. "Yep, Voidlands, always has been. Though obviously he prettied the place up so it didn't give people a scare. Y'know, boss man."

Joule, Pop, and several other injured parties were rushed to the largest infirmary room below the Guild. It was an emergency and all hands were called to help at once, and then some, seeking volunteers from all over Destiny Village. Cepa was there with Balm, who had experience with combat...