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At this point the way back to the main square was completely shrouded in shadows, like they were in the middle of a moonless midnight. Whatever lights came from the dojo had been snuffed out. That strange giggling, which came from everywhere, was a lot louder. Are you having fun in town, too?

With no means to fly away on time, the alarm seemed to deafen despite the fact that they were still very close to the shop they had broken into. The air felt prickly, like some sort of sunburn despite the moon rising in the sky. Uhuhu... huhu... The sky was getting unnaturally dark... The way...

Due to recent developments, a new channel has been launched early! This is a special channel that is unique from all the others: It is a "group telepathy"-like feature where Diyem, regardless of location (as long as your location is not disrupted) can contact the whole team and talk to them...

There is one last gift that had been bestowed upon the group's new bodies, and it is one that, while situational, could be immensely useful. As they were all tied to Diyem, they were therefore tied to one another. Whether they wanted to or not, their minds were gently and subtly linked with one...

Zane, you are supposed to be a hero here, what are you doing?! Making that sort of attack--you're going to attract it! Get out of there before-- As it turned out, there were indeed anti-theft measures. While somewhat delayed, moments after Zane stepped through the window, a sudden, loud and...

I need you to go back before something bad happens, Diyem said. What are you doing? Stealing? You realize that if you save the town, they're going to find out it's you. I cannot believe I summoned you. Now hurry. There's a strange distortion east of you that's moving, and I don't know why I...

...Zane. What are you doing. The voice came from above, vaguely, but it was certainly directed toward Zane and Seyka. I don't think this area is safe. You're too far from the others. A strange entity was near Starr only moments ago and I don't want that happening while you're far from others.

"No." A bolt of black lightning struck Cino, and he was gone. Diyem sighed and leaned back against his seat, grabbing Persh Book. "Hmph. The ability to kill someone by merely writing their name and thinking of their face." He turned the page. "That would have been convenient." <><><>

"It cannot," Diyem replied with an idle wave of his claws. "So, if you're ready, then I'll send you along. I'll alert the others to your arrival as well. It should not be that difficult to adjust; it will be evening, so be sure to get some rest."

"You have," Owen called, waving the Sneasel over. "What kind of food would you like? We've got a lot of supplies here to last us a whole ten days if we needed! Though we probably won't need all that much..."

"That could work," Owen agreed, poking at one of the other gummis for a temperature check. This one was still scalding, so, bare-handed, he placed it back on the cooling plate. "These need a little more time," he reported. "Y'know, I wonder what it would taste like if we put meat or something in...

"My name is Charizard Diyem," the very definitely a Charizard said, gesturing behind him. "And while you're late, I was intending to gather several Pokemon to save a world. the Charmander that had been in trouble is... saved for now, but the world is not. If you are interested in joining that...

<><><> Diyem had a nice little system in place. To his left was his overview of the world, which he occasionally spent time idling over to search for distortions, futile as it may have been. And on his right was a little book titled Perish Book, which had been recommended by Owen some time ago...

"That's probably the point," Owen said, inspecting the rest of the casings that were cooling. "Hmm... Yep! It looks like these are about ready! If anybody wants to try the Pecha one, that's the first one I made. I'm waiting on the Cheri..." As more were prepared and passed out, Owen settled...

"No honey here," Owen replied, "but it looks like the first gummis are ready!" He pulled out the first few with a pair of sticks, placing it on a plate to cool. "Anybody have ice moves or anything that can speed up the cooling? Instructions say it's fine to do that."

I do not know. If--if you ever see something like that again, be very cautious. I don't know what that was, but... it was powerful enough to disrupt my sight of you, the same way that Magikarp did when Owen was defeated. Be very careful. Whatever that presence was, it was gone, now. Its voice...

The dummy's head spontaneously exploded, covering Starr in warm, cooked rice. Pffffbff... huhu... ahaha... AHAHAHA . . . The dummy fell over, revealing that it had been stuffed full of rice for some reason. . . . tarr. Starr. Are you there? Starr? I--there you are. Starr, what happened? I...

Her claws smashed devastatingly through open air, knocking the pebble into the wall where it was assuredly defeated. Uhuhu... The dummy was now mere inches behind Starr in a vaguely looming posture, but did not move otherwise.

No reply. Whoever it was, they were probably laughing in some hidden alcove of the dojo. Perhaps they were still watching. How long had they been there? No telling. The angry dummy slid forward three inches by an unseen force. At the same time, a small pebble fell to the right side of Starr...

The fallen dummy did not reply, as it was inanimate. The dummy that Starr had been sparring against prior, however, now had angry eyebrows drawn on with black ink.