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"This was hardly an exploration. You had darkened this whole part of the caves with the sickly aura you all were emanating." Necrozma looked into his right hand. "It was a beacon. A darkness beacon." Stars above, that felt disgusting to say.

Necrozma looked at his badge with newfound disdain. So, in this world, this trinket could teleport, but yet he couldn't make his portals? That wasn't remotely fair. But he could channel his bitterness at a different target. One that wasn't physically with them, but was doing his darndest to make...

"Thank you." He took the jar, which clattered against his shaking arm, and scooped the mushy hellspawn into the jar before fastening the lid closed. "These things are multiplying like feral buneary in springtime. I don't like this."

Well now, wasn't it just oh-so convenient that the moment the so-called distortion faded from the area, Diyem was magically able to contact them again. It didn't matter, though. Even though his body screamed in pain, he could see one of the slugs lunging toward the stronger attackers on his...

Necrozma's core crackled. "Hang on... that attack Darkrai used..." He brought his arms to his sides. "The aura behind it had the same signature as the parasite that popped out of Balm." There was something else to it, too. But it was a factoid best saved for later. When, hopefully, they were in...

Necrozma's core crackled. This is gonna suck.

Necrozma was about to ask if anyone who'd been to the Bluff last week recognized this aura, but then remembered that he and Mithos were the lone psychics in the group. "I sense a very... sickly aura, for lack of a better description."

"Delightful." He sounded like the perfect company for someone worthless like him. They could lament their shortcomings together. "If there really is someone like that amongst this team, we might have to incapacitate them as early as possible." Necrozma's core darkened. "Not to mention Cresselia...

Necrozma crossed his arms. "Darkrai? Manaphy?" He shook his head. "Bah. More creatures not from my planet. This is getting annoying."

Necrozma still remembered Diyem's last words. A frantic week of searching... but for who? He didn't do a damn thing to locate Team Spice. That was all Maple and her team. So, what was he searching for, exactly? If he wasn't going to tell the team, then Necrozma had to assume it wasn't something...