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Balm and Cepa blinked, not expecting that response. Seyka had, up until now, seemed very certain of his feelings, even if those feelings were strange and nebulous. Had they struck something new? "Are you okay?" Cepa asked.

They studied him at that. "I'm not really sure what to make of it," Cepa said. "You seem to like speculating about it, and you fight like all the others, right? But maybe you just have a different attitude there... You still care, though, don't you?"

Owen sighed, though he had a smile on his face. "I guess it is," he said. "Though I wonder what it'll be like in practice. It takes a lot out of me just to get one of those off..." "Well, you just have to time it right, is all. And hey, you can pass that on to others to use, too!" "I don't...

Balm smiled. "You're... very relaxed, despite what's been happening," he said. "It's kind of creepy," Cepa added. "What she means," Balm said quickly, "is that it's surprising to see that kind of reaction. Your team is usually very... excitable."

"Maybe..." Balm didn't really know for sure, but Seyka had a point. They still had to search for that Dark Matter, even though there was no trace at all of him. It just didn't add up... Cepa looked skyward. "Even if that does work, we still have the main problem in front of us right now," she...

Balm and Cepa looked at one another, then at Seyka. It was absurd, all of it. This Skarmory was in a completely different plane than everyone else was. Maybe he really was extra-dimensional. And yet... "Something about that might be true," Balm said, claw to his chin. "Something there...

Owen seemed less sure, especially since Brisa was Shadowed. Meanwhile, Cal grinned and said, "I say you go for it. But let's see if Brisa can try to dodge them, eh? C'mooon! Go for something stylish!" "Stylish, huh?" Owen asked, taking on a battle stance. He crouched a little and spread his...

"I don't think so," Owen said, standing. "These don't trigger when I get hit. It feels more like... I'm saving a bunch for later." He looked back at the spheres. "...If I just..." He focused again, making two more. Seven spheres. He then looked at Brisa, his flame dim. He'd used up a lot of his...

"I've been trying to cycle through the powers I know I have, but there's one more I need to try. It's kind of tricky to perform, so... Give me a second." Owen focused, taking a step back before easing his stance. Wishkeeper watched Owen, then looked at his tail, which started to darken with...

"You may be," Balm said. "But this energy... It's something totally different. I don't think any of us know why you are all able to get through it." "Yeah, it's really weird, "Cepa added. "What's going on with that, anyway? No clue why just people under your Dark Matter can fight..."

"I think we'll put our bets on the world being saved, too," Cepa said with a bewildered frown. "If we bet on destruction, we'd have to die to win." "We can't really help much, though. If Dialga couldn't suppress Joule, I don't think anything we do will help. You'll have to keep piercing...

Owen fought differently. He didn't 'feel' like that same Charmander from a few months ago, who scrambled and sprinted and panted with every move he made. Who struggled to get his blows out or panicked at any slight alteration. Owen was moving with uncanny grace, taking deft steps left and...

Cal wasn't much of a "fighter" in the traditional sense. She had no concept of self-preservation, no defense, no real way to counter effectively. Her means of attack involved rushing forward and slapping or blasting what power she could head-on. In exchange, however, she was always struck back...

Despite the wishy-washy pushing Nate was pressing, it did seem like Zekrom was taking what Nate was saying seriously. "That's true," she said. "Researching it for the sake of defending against it... That would be helpful. But we can't ever let this go out to the public... We'd need to keep it...

Balm and Cepa both stared at Seyka in complete befuddlement. "I... um. I think it makes sense," Cepa lied. "It would help explain what happened to that Dark Matter, since we haven't seen a sign of one here or anywhere else. We're only here now to help with the Blacklight crisis, at this...

"Hmm... I see." Zekrom nodded. "It sounds like something we shouldn't be researching, then. It sounds more to me like this is a science best left to human worlds... if that. I don't really know how they would work in our world, and if they wind up bring things for imprisonment... There are...

"This world... is entering--well, was entering... a peaceful era," Balm said. "Dark Matter was the cause of the recent catastrophes. With him gone, both our worlds were settling down..." "And thennn this happens," Cepa said, shrugging. "Still no clue what happened to our Dark Matter. Never...

"Apricorns?" Zekrom asked, tilting her head. "No, we don't have those, but Arceus did mention those once... He said that they had gone away a long time ago. Before my time, even. How interesting... But what are the implications for that? Can Pokemon escape it on their own... or can it be used...

"Er..." Balm and Cepa looked at one another. The Sceptile continued, "Well, yes. That's true." "But if we can, we should! I mean, I might be speaking as a Legend there, but you know how it can be. Bigger responsibilities, and all." "And I... don't see how I can do anything else," Balm said...

"Oh? They actually work?" Zekrom asked, her expression darkening a little. "Interesting... You're from a world that uses these regularly, am I correct? Are they generally safe? Do humans go into them as well?" Zekrom crossed her arms, already asking some very pressing questions immediately. Her...