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Debatable. Bahamut kept that one to himself. "Mmm. Well, I suppose you can point Karat in my direction whenever. I'm sure he can sense my aura or... whatever it is he does." His head tendrils bristled. "I wouldn't say I have the best track record with mewtwo, so I won't be going out of my way to...

Bahamut pet the shade with his tail. "You have nothing to apologize for." Silence ensued, then, "Vix must've known good souls if her memories were able to produce you."

"You are inevitably going to lose us regardless the outcome here," Bahamut said. "Either we fail and perish or we succeed and return to our own worlds, losing the memories of what happened here. And you certainly cannot follow any of us back to our homes. I can't speak for the others, but I...

Bahamut's tail pulsated. "It is basic reasoning. If someone had the power to strike us down, they would do so now, while we are not prepared." He paused. "I suppose Maple and Eternatus might be capable of that, but they're too busy with each other and too beyond their senses." The necrozma...

"This isn't overconfidence. It's stating a simple fact." Bahamut gestured up with a wing. "If whatever powers are at work truly had the strength to lay waste to this planet, it already would've happened. But it hasn't. Meaning Soda doesn't have whatever he's been tricked into thinking he needs...

"Please. Nothing's blown this planet up yet, so it's hardly the kind of power I'm used to."

Bahamut harrumphed. "I don't think it's necessary for anyone to leave the planet right now. Inevitably we have to deal with the nonsense on the moon, but the odds are strong that the team will be in a better position with Maple and—" he shuddered "—Eternatus to back us up."

"You do realize that, between me, Joule, and Palkia, we can probably make a portal in the sun's general direction to bathe Deoxys in light, right?" Bahamut said. "Let's not try for anything crazy. After all, the moon is watching us."

"No, no, and no." Bahamut tapped the top of the book stack with an upper wing-claw. "If you expose Deoxys to Diyem or Joule it'll just wind up corrupted by shadows or radiance, breaking it even further. Artificial energy is not of any help. Viruses thrive off what is naturally produced by one's...

Bahamut was sorely tempted to snap at the little familiar. Ask why he even should help after being telepathically harassed. This was all his siblings' faults. He shouldn't have been the one needing to take responsibility. It should've been them, though that did leave the risk of things getting...

The wonderful thing about having portals back at his disposal was that Bahamut didn't actually need to commit to meeting anyone. He could poke his head through a portal and, if whatever was on the other side was a waste of time, pull back and call it a day. So that was exactly what he did. It...

Over in the stands there was some smacking of gooey talons against the floor. Perhaps not loud enough for the actual fighters to here, but there was a harsh, raspy laugh accompanying it. "... this is their love. And it's so very interesting." But the show was over and it was time to continue...

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Bahamut’s shade manages to depart the safe because Bahamut was dragged to the colosseum where he proceeded to once again stall his opponent into giving up. The shade then runs off to... again, preach about Eternatus. It offers berries to anyone willing to listen.

“Fine.” He paused mid-turn and said, “Oh, and whatever you’re thinking of telling Bean and those Overseers or whatever, forget it. They can’t do a thing. Otherwise they would’ve intervened eons ago. In the end, they are not helpful, just like the majority of Cibus’ gods. Otherwise, they wouldn’t...

“... tch. I am used to battles lasting minutes at most.” Bahamut's tail flicked lazily back and forth. “If there is coordination it is news to me. Again, I am either ignored or scorned.”

“He’ll probably lie and tell you things are better than they really are.” Bahamut looked skyward. “The team’s success has ultimately come down to sheer dumb luck. Things could’ve just as easily gone the other way.”

Bahamut shrugged. “Take it up with the rest of them. I’ve gone along with their goody-two-shoes approach and all it’s gotten me is scorn, ridicule, and Owen.”

“That would imply people listen to me. Which they do not.” He was irritated. He’d already said this.

“Don’t mince words. I’ve seen all my teammates get corrupted with shadows and radiance.” Bahamut smacked the ground with his tail. “Someone has to keep a level head and play the part of the devil.”