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Bahamut was still staring at the clipping. With his mismatched eyes, it was always tough to read his expression. Fortunately, Nero had more experience in that department than anyone would expect. And he saw… longing in Bahamut’s eyes. Some guilt bubbled in his stomach over losing the articles...

Bahamut stared blankly at the article. "I, uh, had tried to gather other pieces," Nero said. "But I left the window open in my room and the wind must've blown them out of the room. Sorry." Bahamut appeared to ignore Nero.

“Treatment? You speak like I have a condition,” Bahamut growled. Nero thought it best not to respond to that.

Bahamut looked down. "I went into to pacify that mewtwo..." he grumbled, sounding like someone had taken his favorite toy. "Well, uh, at least you have a bright side to all of this?" Nero laughed nervously. "Ah, yes, because now's the time to try and go up to people and make friends." Bahamut...

Bahamut's beak somehow scrunched up. "Hey, could be worse." Nero's tail wagged slowly. "I'm sure there's a version of Cibus where Diyem gave life to... like, a cucumber or something." "Stop talking." "Y-Yessir."

Bahamut slumped to a seated position. His eyes still appeared broken, but he managed to glare at Nero. "You." His head tendrils fizzled like soda pop. "I told you to drop the matter. Why couldn't you leave well enough alone?" Nero flinched. "I, uh—" He lowered his head. "I just wanted to help...

"Ex... cuse me?" The colors in Bahamut's eyes... fragmented. They looked like jigsaw pieces if a hatchling were allowed to stomp on them, then chew the edges haphazardly. "What does that mean then... for me? When the rest of the team leaves... will I just disappear?"

Though Bahamut remained still, the instant Diyem began concentrated he was assaulted with another flood of images. Of multiple Cibuses — or, at least, planets that seemed like Cibus — blowing apart before their shards were sucked into one another leaving a single, miniscule bright spot. A...

Bahamut gnashed his crystalline beak. "... fine. But it's not my fault if he explodes or something." Nero simply stepped back and pretended like he was giving them some privacy.

"And I have to respectfully disagree," Nero said, shaking his head. "Brisa's response makes me even more certain, actually. You didn't summon Bahamut... you summoned his empty husk. He has some of the memories, clearly, but there's no telling how accurate they are. It's entirely possible they've...

Nero cheek bolts rotated again. "It's not something I've seen, but something Ho-Oh taught me about. The idea of a soul separated from its body." He glanced at Bahamut. "The soul retains the key personality aspects. The way the person thinks and acts, their core beliefs, and hopefully memories...

"Stop staring at me," Bahamut growled. Nero's eyes flickered blue, then pink, then black. "Hmm." His cheek bolts rotated. "Hey, uh, quick hypothetical here, Diyem. What would happen if you brought a soulless husk to Cibus?"

Bahamut slapped Diyem away. "You're the last person I want assistance from." And Diyem would see a flash of what Nero and Brisa got. The same mask. Five eternatus heads grabbing Cibus and squeezing it like an orange...

Bahamut eyed her silently. There she was, trying to fix things again. Always wearing her heart on her sleeve. Trying to take the empathy route... instead of sympathy, like her partnered shade. He glanced down at the golden glow. And then it happened again. A chink in Bahamut's mental armor...

"Saved?" Bahamut leered at Eien. "You're not looking at the bigger picture. There's still some... remnant floating about somewhere. And now that the team needs to recuperate from that ridiculous show battle we were roped into, the remnant has additional time to fester and grow. Perhaps there is...

"I'm not— ugh, never mind." Nero shook his head and quickened his pace around the building. Bahamut was already rising into the air. An eerie aura surrounded Nero's head. His Scary Face projected itself above Bahamut, hampering his attempts to fly off. "Nrrgh." The necrozma's upper right wing...

While Nero was tempted to try and follow Bahamut, the Colosseum fight and left him drained. It was tempting to dismiss that, since all he'd done was eat a few hits before getting literally firebombed to death. But in the back of his head he was just happy that Cibus was happy with the outcome...

Logging my final set of stuff. Two sets of writing challenges and beta reading chapter 119 of HoC.

After managing to reawaken, Bahamut surveyed everything. In the end, both sides had completely exhausted themselves for mere entertainment. Now Team Spectrum would need time to recover... which would give whatever adversary still remained additional time to fortify itself. "... well, I...

Chapter 23: Troublesome Testimonies The aftermath of the fight with Baptiste was surprisingly quiet for Yuna. After over a week with Reshiram's presence focused on her in some capacity, he was now occupied with getting Rayquaza up to speed on Team Bastion's… situation? Journey? Quest...