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Ashwood sighed. "Whatever. I'm going back to the dojo now. I was cooking a bunch of gummis before all this happened." "Yeah, it isn't worth it. What Owen and Truffle said. Why don't you come back to dojo with me for dinner?"

"Come the fuck on, man."

Ashwood stepped forward. Cabot and the bear-like Pokemon stopped Zane in his tracks; if Zane was running, that must be because he had broken in that shop to steal, but... Jesus. Whose first instinct, when they're called on to be a hero and are transported to a PMD world, is to freaking loot...

Knew it. "Not sure," Ashwood said. "Apparently the Zangoose, um, broke into a shop, but that still doesn't explain the fire demon laying waste to the market." Ashwood eyed said fire demon. "Don't suppose you know anything about that?"

The Marketplace was shrouded in a dark fog, but Ashwood found they could see fine with their new ghostly eyes. It was easy to tell where they were supposed to go, what with the crashing and fire and all. They momentarily froze when they saw that... thing laying waste to the Marketplace. It...