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“Yeah, sure.” Bahamut yawned.

"What if I offered you divine cake?" Bahamut said, completely straight-faced. "I found the recipe in the library's restricted section. Apparently the taste is so good it's killed some mortals."

While keeping a tight grip on the poké ball he managed to snag — was it Rayquaza's? Stars above, that would be ironic — Bahamut glanced between Darkwhite and Shield. "Were you not in the company of one of these mewtwo before?" He shook his head. "Honestly, if you two are going to have a stare...

How sad the puppy looked all on his own. It was whatever. Bahamut otherwise kept his mind blank and empty. Prevent any unwanted mindreading shenanigans that he couldn't account for. He did, however, signal to any teammates still up with his tail. Then, without warning, he hurled Esper as hard as...

Bahamut yawned. "Did anyone hear that? Sounded like a gush of hot air, but with Groudon, it's hard to tell." Esper sniffed at the air. "Smells more like Chaotic Neutral to me." "Excuse me?" "C'mon, don't tell me you forgot our Dungeons and Dragonite sessions!" Esper nudged Bahamut's mane...

"Well, I'd say this guy's strategy is certainly living up to his name." Esper crossed his tiny arms and shook his head. "I'd call the dumbass space noodle a coward for hiding behind those barriers, but I think that'd just make him blow up faster." Bahamut's tail stiffened behind him. "Wait...

"That's trance," Bahamut stated. "Or, well, perhaps it goes by another name here. But I've seen that transformation." "Pfbt! You gave Ray-Ray the power to do that!" Esper snickered. "Hashtage humblebrag, am I right, Baha Blast?" "... like a broken clock."

“Do not disturb the xatu gazing upon the sun.” Bahamut looked at Owen. “It is a sacred pass time for them.”