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"Big bird is the tinfoil shiny birdie. Has Puddle not seen him before? Ivy doesn't think he can blow us up." Though she said that, Ivy couldn't tell whether that was really the case or not.

"Ivy already had the strong stuff before with big bird! Most of them were evil though," Ivy said, tilting her head with a hum. Maybe if she asked for something even stronger, it just might make her evolve! "Wah! Puddle!!!" Ivy's eyes glowed in panic and she dropped the bottle in her flowers...

"Whoa, Puddle is changing color! That's so cool! It's Ivy's turn again now!" Ivy downed her second bottle, though without consuming the whole thing this time around. It didn't work the first time, so she wanted to try just doing what Puddle did before. After the second, Ivy tried a third...

Ivy observed Puddle, and she wanted to go a step further. If she took in not just the soda, but the bottle too, maybe that would give her an advantage. With her optimized plan set, Ivy lifted the bottle and opened it. She ate the whole bottle before it even finished fizzing. Her body size...

"Ivy was born ready for science!" she said while holding her bottle up like a trophy. Things were so exciting! What could go wrong?

"Well, Ivy would become taller, maybe. Can Ivy even evolve? Ivy is already great and mighty," she said, shaking her pineapple soda bottle with all her might. "Oh, Ivy can become even greater and mightier! That will be awesomable!"

"Is Soda evil or good?" Ivy asked, hesitantly grabbing a bottle for herself.

Ivy spun around several times before slowing down enough. It didn't make her dizzy, but her head was facing the opposite direction to the rest of her body. She twisted it back around to face the right way. "What is science? It sounds fun! Ivy wants to try it too!" she chirped as she stretched...

A few minutes later, a rolled up towel came walking into the bar and teetered around before bumping into Puddle's stool and nearly knocking it over. "Puddle! Ivy has brought the towel now!" Ivy said, eyes sparkling like someone waiting to be told what a good job they did.

"What the—How could he?!" Cynthian looked around her and saw mons giving her weird looks. She shrank into her seat with puffed cheeks and grumbled. "Well played, you sly fox," she muttered to herself. <>>><><><>

Cynthian believed him. "Whoa, you're much cooler than I thought!" Cynthian said, smiling in admiration. She felt a newfound respect for the Zoroark. "Power isn't everything huh? That reminds me of a saying I heard from an old acquaintance that goes something like 'before the battle of the...

"Oh! That's very good advice actually. I'll make sure to relay it to the others," Cynthian said, already reaching for her bag when she stiffened and looked at Soda with widened eyes "Wait, could you actually beat him... if it weren't for his nullifying aura?" she sounded a bit skeptical, given...

Cynthian opened her mouth to speak, then frowned, and then she just looked plain confused. "It works like that?"

What's with him? It almost sounded like he didn't care what would happen at all. Soda hinted that his past wasn't the best, had he already become that disillusioned? "I don't know your life's story and you've clearly been through a lot, but just you watch. When we go out there, we'll give you...

"What matters is that we save Cibus and come out of it alive like we alwayshhave so far." The image of Mama Rosa's lifeless body flashed in Cynthian's mind, and she grimaced briefly. "No sacrifices, that's what I'll strive for."

"Can't fault you for that really. We all have our fair share of wounds from the past. I have a habit of asking others about their lives to distract myself from thinking about mine," Cynthian said with a sigh. "I should work on that."

"Sorry. That was rude of me." Cynthian retreated back to her stool, deflated and glum.

"Huh? There must be more to it than that? I always thought Maple sought you all out or something, like she went around the world picking chosen ones with a lot of potential. Granted that sounds more like a fairy tale," Cynthian said with a nervous chuckle. "How did you two meet? I don't mind...

Cynthian groaned. Was there really no other solution? She'd have to ask the others later. "Thinking about this is hard..." Cynthian gazed up at the ceiling briefly, then she looked back up at the Zoroark. "Say, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?" she asked with a head tilt. "It's...

"Maybe we could try to throw off Joule's aim in some way. If there was a way to bend the trajectory of the attack, we could have it aim towards the sky and then It'd never strike Cibus!" Cynthian got excited for a moment, but her smile faded as she brought a flower to her chin. "But the...