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As Bahamut headed toward the portal, however, he paused by Maple. The necrozma leaned over and whispered, "I do not think it is a coincidence who we found unconscious thanks to this human. Keep him and his team away from the guild. Hell, if you can think of a way to relocate the team, it would...

Bahamut sighed and lay down in the snow. He folded his wings and focused. “Too much bickering about how best to attack,” he mumbled. “Just wanted some quiet.”

Bahamut focused most of his energy toward shielding, but it turned out to be wholly unnecessary. Red's team dropped like dominoes. Only Blastoise was left. He also noticed Starr having to turn on Astrid, who was going to burst apart from radiance at any moment. "If the fool would persist in his...

"Heavens, Rayquaza acted the same way." Bahamut shook his head. "Trying to fly off to save a litten family from a falling tree when he was already hurt only to flop around like an overgrown pasta noodle."

Bahamut's barrier deflected Pledge attacks and the Magic Coat bounced Venusaur's Sleep Powder away. However, his attention was focused on Owen. The bizarre twisting of his aura through his barrage of attacks. "Such ferocity." Bahamut tapped his tail against the ground. It wasn't clear if he was...

Bahamut lightly thwapped the back of Owen's head. "And they've been a team for significantly longer. You're too used to fighting foes who don't think straight. So they actually have better versions of the same combinations you lot have been using. How terrifying." He smirked. "If you claim to...

"Friendly battle," Bahamut hissed. How was it that he was the one who knew how to act when he despised such activities?

“What is it with this planet and its charizard obsession? We’re going to have to stage an intervention!”

"He wants to test the team's strength," Bahamut added. "See what we're capable of. He's got corruption to him... but it seems that, for him, battling is how he focuses. So, better a friendly battle than one where he's actively trying to kill us like so many other opponents we've dealt with."

Bahamut snorted. "All these centuries and I never worked healing-related humor into my comedy routine." His tone was dead serious. "But I suppose I can toss a few heals around, if that's what you're requesting. Just don't turn this into some sort of charizard rave party." One of Bahamut's wings...

"Are you all dunces?" Bahamut put a wing to his face and shook his head. "He's not looking to fight because he thinks we're his enemies or something. He wants to fight because, Owen impersonator or not, he's a trainer and they live for testing their pokémon's strength against other pokémon."

Bahamut sighed. "So, we're fighting Hat Owen. I figured this day would come."

“I fucking hate April first,” Bahamut growled.

"... hmph. If they're still unconscious, their possessions should be confiscated first and foremost." Bahamut towered over them. "Then we toss them in some sort of power-nullifying cell. Preferably under someone like Arceus' supervision. Do not hand them to the guild." He leaned over...