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"Hmmmmmmm..." Darkwhite stared at Jesse, eyes narrowed, and then pulled back with a shrug. "She likes to fight so I'm gonna fight her. Simple! If you think that's harming, then you're not Pokemon enough yet."

Incineroar was excitedly announcing the results while Pepper carried Brisa out the hall, where Thyme and the others happily greeted them. "You did great out there," Pepper said. "Would really look forward to taking you on, but you might beat me then if I stay rusty. I'm really gonna have to...

"I think she's fine. I'm kinda surprised you care!" Darkwhite laughed, twirling in midair. "The way she talked about you, I thought you'd just shrug her off and say good riddance!"

Pepper chuckled, even as she parried Brisa's strike with one of the last bits of her Protect. "Yeah, how about that," she said. "Spoken like a true 'mon..." Pepper dropped her shield as a torrent of water curved around her tail, forming a bludgeoning club several times its normal size. She...

{I hope you do not have regrets.} And then, Cuicatl would black out. It was a split second of an intense pressure, like a great force had flattened her into the ground, and then there was what felt like a full second of darkness--or whatever equivalent darkness a blind Pokemon would...

Pepper smirked, stepping back with a sigh. "You know," she said as part of the barrier faded, though only part of it, "I think I'm starting to understand you a little better, the way you fight when you're on your own. And I think, from what my kids told me, I know why. Because you're half-human...

Darkwhite's tongue was quite rough, but once she floated back, she kept her tongue flapping in front of her, and then hummed. "Hmmmm... yep! Yeah I definitely know what you are! You're the dad of someone I ran into a little bit ago! The, uh, what's her name... I forget! Grayish Shinx, though...

Little review for chapters 1-3 of Liberators of Fate. Clocks in at just over 750 words if you exclude quotes and my rewritten passage suggestion (900 or so if you include it) so 3 + 1, for what I believe is a total of 12.

[Review for chapters 1~3] Hey Navar! Time to blitz along and give your fic a read next! This is going to be a review up to chapter 3. So the story begins pretty simply, a classic tale of establishing a town and their brief home life and background before setting off on an adventure for...

"Aww, what's marriage ever been but something to play around with?" Darkwhite asked, nuzzling his shoulder before nipping at his ear again. "You know, now that I have a good taste of you, there's something real familiar about you! Can't place it. You've got a funny accent, too. And something...

Darkwhite floated just over Jesse's shoulder and bit at the tufts of fur on his left ear. This was probably how she got that other hairball...

{We split.} The pressure increased slightly, very slightly, but it still wasn't painful. Breaker was surprisingly--or perhaps not surprisingly, considering she was supposed to be the best in the world--gentle. Something was happening, though, and there was an odd warmth channeling from the back...

"I'm going to ask Toffee. She usually knows where everyone is." Owen nodded, but then he suddenly stopped, glancing to the left. "Oh, he's actually here. Huh. We got lucky." Owen turned around and gestured for Typhlosion and the team to follow. Despite the fact that they didn't really knowhow...

"...I found key. You will feel strange squeeze." And just like that, it was like there was a sudden, large hand wrapped around Cuiatl's head, yet it seemed to be within her skull. It didn't hurt, but it was a surreal feeling, and probably something that a Dark Pokemon certainly wouldn't expect.

"Hmm..." Breaker continued, and at this point she seemed to be in much deeper concentration. Whatever she was finding in there, it must have been more difficult to navigate than usual. Wheat seemed interested, though that was only indicated by his slow head turn. "I am searching for key,"...

Wheat looked toward Cuicatl once, but remained silent. "You are walking down a road. Envision this. Ahead of you, two scents, Two desirable ones. One left, one right. Which way do you go?" The psychic power was starting to intensify, but, surprisingly, it did not seem to hurt. "...You may smell...

"Gah!" Pepper staggered back again, but shook it off. No, she'd been through worse... Sure, it was harder without Thyme to help her fight--especially since he was off in the stands, cheering her on--but she wasn't going to let this upstart beat her. Especially when she had such a basic strategy...

"You shall be awake. I am going to ask questions. You answer, but think. Think hard. It will help." Wheat stood by. "I will be observing," he said, "and providing assistance if needed." "Will be abstract questions. But will help. First question. What is something that gives conflict...

Reviewed 6 chapters' worth of stuff for the blitz. Everything before has been logged.

Someone was nearby. It was likely something that Cuicatl and Starr would both be able to sense, though for different reasons--Starr, for not being Dark, and Cuicatl, for her latent psionics slowly returning, one way or another. Sliding toward the hall, practically gliding like walking was...