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"Whoa, that's so cool! So you can even use our radiant abilities now?" Cynthian asked, stepping away from the ice just from the chill alone. "What else can you do? Can you use the god squad's abilities as well?" If Diyem could use Leg's cursed dolls or Truffle's barriers, wouldn't that be...

Cynthian raised a bouquet to get Diyem's attention. "Nate has a point. What will be our roles in the battle to come? Will we be working to create openings for Zacian and Zamazenta here to strike, or is it the other way around?" She also noticed that the other Dark Matter he took off with at the...

Cynthian blinked slowly at Zacian and Zamazenta, or what used to be Sword and Shield rather. That certainly was a lot to take in, still she'd come with expectations. What she witnessed certainly did not betray that. "So, you two got ascended? Is that the case?" Cynthian asked, scratching her...

"Thank you, Buffet. I really appreciate this," Cynthian said with a respectful bow. Not wanting to overstay her welcome, she turned around to leave. Though thoughts about Mama Rosa weighed heavy on her mind, Darkwhite still remained her immediate concern. No matter what happened, Cynthian...

"How did you know I was talking about Mama Rosa?" Cynthian asked, her eyes widening a bit in shock. When she thought about it, it made sense that he knew... she had already told quite a few mon about it already. Cynthian took a deep breath and shuddered. She brought a bouquet over her chest...

Cynthian nodded affirmatively, then she fell into a contemplative silence for a bit and deliberated on her next words... "Say, after we free Darkwhite and you go back to normal, do you think you could do me a favor?" Cynthian asked, and then she laid out the details before he answered. "I...

"I'm glad to see you're faring mostly well. It's certainly better than losing your mind on a rampage, surely," Cynthian saidwwith a nervous laugh, then she lowered her eyes at him in sympathy. "This is happening to you due to your connection to the Worldcore and Darkwhite's influence spreading...

Ever since they got back from the worldcore, Cynthian had been meaning to see how Buffet was. Someone had tipped her off about a thing he might be able to help her with, but whether he actually will be able to in his current condition was... She just needed to see. So, Cynthian made her way up...

"Do you think there are other dark matters out there like Diyem? Ones trying to right the wrongs they've committed? I sure hope so..." Cynthian asked, and then he sighed. "You've suffered a lot already, but just like I still have my other Mum, you still have your God Squad. Soon, we'll add...

Cynthian nodded quietly, and pondered something over while still staring at Joule. "This is a weird place for me to be in. It's like a role reversal compared to when I was the one being controlled by Dark Matter and my mother had to stop me." Cynthian grimaced and lowered his gaze. "My mother...

As others began to disperse, Cynthian walked up next to Maple and stared up at Joule, still frozen in the sky. Cynthian stayed quiet at first, and pondered over what to say to her. The invisible wall between him and Maple still made it hard to talk to her. "You're strong, Maple. This whole...

"Do we have to wait for the right time to have Maple reach out to him? It'll literally save us a great deal of pain if that works." Cynthian's heart drummed in his chest, though he tried his best not to show it as he took steady breaths. He wore a complicated look on his face and looked toward...

"Even if we did all that, Joule will still be quite a force to be reckoned with. Do we know anything else to our job easier? Is there a way to just restrain him or keep him from attacking long enough to calm him down? It'd be nice if we could avoid beating someone up for once," Cynthian said...

"And what if we fail?" Cynthian asked, grimacing.

"What in the..." Cynthian widened his eyes and couldn't speak as Maple announced Joule's power. What even were those descriptions? A wave of dizziness struck him and he had to press his flower to his forehead and take a moment to breathe. "Okay, so Joule is a literal glass cannon, but how in...