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“And what of the husk you left behind for us to tend to?” The shade’s eyes flickered. It sounded... giddy? “Will you fade into oblivion if we destroy it? Or have you severed your mortal coil?”

There was soft laughter from the back of the group. Possibly the mouth of the cave. "It seeks to expand such an unstable energy because it craves miracles that it cannot perform." Coughs. Wheezes. A slow, rasping breath. "Perhaps the energy you all have taken to has gained a measure of sentience."

“In the end, it worked out for them.” The shade wheezed under its mask. Its eyes glistened. “Their bond has deepened beyond simple measures. Such tender gestures show that they will emerge from their struggles as more than friends. From the ashes of despair emerged a shining hope. Khh. Khh hh.”

Bahamut hadn't accompanied the team due to needing to look after the Tree. However, the shade wanted to see the chaos happen with its own eyes. So, it skulked in the back, clinging to the shadows flung about by Team Spectrum. But it wasn't chaos. It was a work of art. Reality warping in...