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Cabot stared off at the Worldcore's entrance wordlessly for a moment, before turning back to the rest of the team with a determined look. "Let's head back to the guild," the Rampardos suggested. "We came so close to saving Sword last time, and we're not failing a second time. I know we can do...

Pleo blinked out of surprise. "Huh? How come the Pokémon here can't be possessed? I was able to possess Lugia before I took on this form, and she's a Legendary!"

Cabot hastily formed a green, translucent barrier above him to shield himself from the fire. "Gah! We must have walked into some sort of trap!" the Rampardos shouted. "If you know Protect, use it! If not, stay close to the ones that do!"

”Eh? But why would anyone want to eat a rock?" Pleo asked. "They're super hard and when I tried to eat one of them it didn't taste like anything at all!"

"Well, that can't be good..." Cabot murmured, using Radiant Barricade a second to prepare for whatever was about to happen.

Pleo shifted uneasily as he looked around the strange environment. Coming back to the place where had Cabot died last time was surreal to say the least, and the young Lugia had been extremely hesitant to go here in the first place. Even though Cabot had assured him that he'd be okay at the...

Icetales is right. I've been suspicious of S'more since we fought Red, and he would have been in the perfect position to frame Owen. The description of the first attacker in the message Cynthian found matches up perfectly with him, so that can't be coincidence. Let's keep an eye on him and be...

Cabot stared ahead at the dungeon's entrance. Back in his world there were no shortage of Mystery Dungeons, yet despite them all being distorted spaces, there was no consistent connection between them. The idea that here in Cibus there was some central place connecting them all, let alone one...

"Oh! I think that could be fun!" Pleo chirped. "I could fly and try to keep up with you!" Cabot let out a quiet sigh and ate the remainder of his curry. He'd hoped to discover more from talking to Potluck, but it didn't seem like he'd find out much more right now. He supposed he learned that...

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Cabot bit his tongue as he noticed Potluck began eyeing the cafeteria's exit and started to feel nervous again. Had he pressed him too much? On the one hand he wanted to ask Potluck more about his teammates, but on the other hand it looked like the Silvally was ready to bolt out of the cafeteria...

"Ah, I was just curious since I realized I actually don't know Truffle all that well even though he's always very friendly towards others," Cabot answered. It wasn't the full truth, but at the same time he wasn't exactly lying either... "Though have you noticed anything different about him since...

Cabot paused a moment. If one of the God Squad's members indeed was a spy than he or she likely would have spent more time away from the group than usual, which would make Maple and Truffle the most likely candidates. Maple surely would have had the motivation when Joule was still under...

Cabot gave a small smile back. "That's good to hear. It is important to still unwind from time to time after all. Though who's been the busiest since you guys got here? Or at least, relatively compared to past missions."

"And they all still play just as much with you as before you got to Cibus?" Cabot pressed.

Cabot hummed in thought. "Hm... I see. Though if it's been so long you guys must have done lots of things together. What are the others like in their spare time anyway? And do some of them ever do anything fun with you?"

Noticing Potluck had grown increasingly more agitated and stressed, Pleo got up from his seat and went over to Potluck's side of the table, before giving a nuzzle at his side in an attempt to comfort him. "It's okay." Cabot ate a bit more of his curry as he thought of the best way to respond...

"But... what if one of them needs you?" Pleo asked. "If that's the really case, shouldn't you try to help your friend instead of looking away?" Cabot put a finger to his mouth and thought for a moment. "How about this... what if while we eat lunch we just talk a bit about the rest of the God...

Cabot winced slightly at Potluck's reaction. The last thing he wanted was to stress out Potluck even more with how friendly the Silvally had been to Pleo, yet it also didn't feel right to just outright dismiss the idea of someone on the God Squad being a spy. While the spies could easily just be...

Cabot fell silent and shifted uncomfortably. He'd heard Potluck had been artificially created, so was this strange helmet meant to control him somehow? He could only imagine how awful it had to be to have to resort to that, so it was no surprise the Silvally seemed so cagey about it. "I'm sorry...