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Jack's words seemed to give Diancie pause. "Dye..." she frowned. "That is very odd. Why bother impersonating Orzo?" She hummed to herself, falling silent for several moments. "Very odd." She shook her head. "It is a matter I must think on further in private. Now, is it still your desire to ask...

Clink made a metallic laughing noise, their keys shaking. "Yes, I'd like that," they said earnestly. "I'll be okay," they said softly. "I know I seem weak but I can still take care of myself. And I'm prepared this time. Trust me. Just... try to find out the truth please." They glanced around...

"I bet the mythical pokemon would even come! A lot of them told me they have enjoyed meeting many of the trainers." Clink jingled excitedly, though not too loud. "No. Not acting odd But... Orzo was leaving in the middle of the night that night and..." Clink didn't finish the sentence at first...

Diancie regarded Zack with an odd expression. "I'm sorry, was I not clear?" "An impostor?" she asked. "Brainwashing? Well it is not impossible for such a thing to be true, I have certainly not noticed anything odd. Such a dirty tactic is also not an easy one. However, please explain just what...

The shadow flickered, but otherwise didn't move. "Help... you want my help..." A chilly breeze seemed to blow from nowhere. "Curious..." The eyes flickered to watch May from her shadow. "Your auras tell me everything. I am a tender of souls and I can tell when an aura has seen death." The...

"Oh that would so much fun!" they chimed. They fidgeted with a key, seeming both relieved and concerned. "Perhaps we could invite some other trainers too." they said, casually as ever. "Maybe I should wait... I don't know who to trust," they said softly. "I trust the mythical pokemon. I think I...

Cresselia listened, first to Violet, then Hazel. For a brief moment, there seemed to be shock in her eyes as Hazel made her declarations. Still, she remained silent, face unreadable as she listened in turn to each trainer and their pokemon. "I will not deny these are cruel questions," she said...

"You suspect... Orzo?" she asked in disbelief. Diancie shook her head. "You must be mistaken. Orzo would never do something so awful." She shook her head again. "That simply cannot be. Besides, you claim to believe this could be the work of the golden king? Orzo is no golden king." A jester...

The chill in the air seemed to grow the further into the arena one headed. And with it, the increasing sense of being watched. The sensation persisted, stronger closer to one of the smaller battlefields closer to the rear, a much lesser used one. At first glance, the room appeared plain and...

"Adorbs is not a very proper form of address, but I shall overlook it this time," Diancie said politely. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Seb, Jack and Zack. My full name is Princess Rhodochrosite Diancie the Third, although you should call me Diancie." She turned to address Zack. "Help you...

Clink chuckled, genuinely, as Mightyena told her tale. "Nate sounds very kind. Xavian is very nice too, he would spend hours in the library reading to me, even stories he wasn't very interested in." In between Mightyena's story, Clink slipped in a few words, whispered quietly. 'I woke up in...

"The King?" Disdain swept across Diancie's face. "Banish the thought! I would never associate with such a vile being. He does not deserve the title of king." She shook her head scornfully. "To answer your question, however, yes, this was a set up. Magneton is a friend of mine." Then she...

Magneton cried in surprise as it was sent reeling away by Zack's blow. It narrowed its one eye at Zack, seemingly ready to attack again- "That will be all please." A dainty, telepathic voice makes Magneton pause in its tracks. Then, rather unexpectedly, it bows, tilting its body and lowering...

The bolt struck Jack, giving him a powerful shock. It would sting, but it was far from a finishing blow. And Diancie, at least, seemed unharmed, protected by Jack. The air buzzed as Magneton began to charge another attack, energy glowing around its body. Without warning, it gave a grating cry...

Diancie gazed, wide-eyed with wonder at the strange bird before her. Magneton's single eye stared at Diancie, then at her newly arrived protector. It beeped furiously and paused the attack it was charging - for all of a second. With little warning, it zigzagged to the side, electricity flashing...

"Don't worry, I am sure I can ask someone to show you to the infirmary. But it seems a shame to continue to discuss such grim topics..." Clink seemed to falter midair, landing on Mightyena's back for a moment. "I'm sorry, I am still weak from the poison." Their voice seemed unusually loud, not...

"You ask for more than you know," Cresselia said, their voice grave. "It is indeed impressive to have gained the trust of Celebi. She is a wary one. However, before I can make a vow, I must first ask something of you. If you had the choice to leave everything behind and return home now, to your...

"Oh my, your poor hand," Clink fretted. "Yes, I can take you there. But we should be careful. Wouldn't want us to get attacked again, you know?" they said. "In case someone is still after us." They shifted their gaze back down below, where Xavian and Orzo were, and seemed to be casually...

"Must have been. It's like I told Xavian, I don't remember very well." Clink looked down sadly... or in a way that feigned sadness and regret. They appeared more worried than anything. Then they looked up at Mightyena, and then Nate, studying them carefully. "But at least you two are safe! Maybe...