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Logging a 4.9k word chapter that was posted, 2k words written for said chapter, and beta reading HoC's chapter 99.

"Please. It's the opposite, Owen." Bahamut booped the charmeleon's nose with his other hand. "I think that puppy may have engaged in some sort of foul play that caused our boss to go silent on us." He sat Owen back down. "You did see who showed up behind the puppy just then, right? Between that...

Bahamut tilted his head. "Tree of Life? Never heard of it." He doubted that dumb puppy could hear him anyway. "But the way the puppy's addressed us... sounds like he can sense Diyem in our auras." A pensive yellow took over his eyes and core. Bahamut picked Owen up with one of his prismatic...

"Another of those blasted capture devices." Bahamut's eyes shifted blue to match the color of the newcomer. "That answers that." He looked toward the source of Rayquaza's pause: Saltriv. "Something changed about your aura for a moment there. Whatever you did... hold onto it. I bet it'll come in...

"No, don't!" Bahamut's eyes and core shifted to red. "Attacking in any way shape or form will only validate his delusions." There was also the chance of it reacting to Rayquaza's radiant energy and causing even more problems.

"Do you not hear the distortion in his voice? He's beyond the pale of reason." Still airborne, Bahamut took steps back. "I don't see any other recourse but to retreat at this point. We're not going to do anything to slow him down."

Esper squinted. "Heey, this world's got its own Ray-Ray." He tapped Bahamut's armored head. "Small multiverse, huh?" "He's not black," Bahamut muttered.

"A giant Hyper Beam... from the ground?" One advantage to this more solid cat form was the return of his levitation. Bahamut was, indeed, just standing on air and looking out at the glass. "Wonder if Fence-Gut knows any big god-types with Hyper Beam?" Esper said, resting on Bahamut's back...

Bahamut scowled. "... no. You can thank our dear leader for that one."

"Don't be naïve." Bahamut's eyes went from blue to orange. "If you go gallivanting off on your own, the source of the blast will bring you under its control." He raised his black arms, one of which held Esper, and clenched his fists. Esper spat up punch onto the ground. "If this is like the...

"Well, if you superheat sand and apply enough pressure it could turn to glass." Bahamut spoke as if he'd done something like that before. "But such an event would wipe out any life in the vicinity. Do we need to evacuate nearby residents?"

At some point after hearing where Esper had settled, Bahamut dropped by to scoop him up from his hiding place in a bowl of punch, then paused when he heard the commotion. "Is there a problem here?"

[Sourdough > Team Spectrum]: Oh no! ... anyway, has anyone seen Poipole around?

XxX Chapter 8: All That Shimmers is Gold Yuna drifted through her morning classes in a dreamlike trance. She was only vaguely aware of what was going on around her while she imagined herself floating inside some giant hall filled with columns and arches. A faceless figure towered above her...

"Yeah, but it's not really a date unless you two are somewhere more private." Esper giggled into his hand.

"Wow, Poochy. You aren't even going to ask him to dinner first? For shame." Esper tapped his nubby arms together and clicked his tongue against his cheek.

“Oh, his shade is his past self who worked as a secretary,” Esper chirped. “So, he’s one-hundred percent more boring!”

"Hey, Jigsaw Puppy. Missed ya." Esper zipped over and sat between Potluck's ears. "Oooh, your fur is soft. What kind of conditioner do you use?" He paused. "Kidding! I'm made of ectoplasm. Soap won't do much."

“Oh, hey, it’s Captain Syrup and her loyal steed.” Esper saluted them.

"In battle, perhaps. I'm just not... fit for civilian life anymore." Bahamut folded his arms against his side. "I'm a relic of a long-forgotten era from a world that's too fundamentally different from this one. "Take care." He trudged onto the street and turned in the general direction of the...