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"Chaotic, spur-of-the-moment, huh?" Pine asked, and then he suddenly reached for Nanab. She yelped in surprise, and then Pine swung her around his neck like a scarf. "See ya." And they left.

"Yeah," Pine said, rising. "And we'll help. We're here anyway, right?" "Right. We should." Nanab sighed. "If we ever feel off or we see something wrong, we'll let you guys know right away. But I want to help out here instead of standing by uselessly... We saved the world!" "Mm." Pine nodded at...

"Machine..." Pine frowned, pensive. "No idea." "What would a machine be for... Darkwhite?" Nanab theorized aloud. "That's so strange..."

She was fuming at this point, a whistle like a tea kettle sounding from both her ears. "No," she said. "In fact, I'm gonna give you no new information at all! Just what you already know! And I bet you guys already looked at every single town and didn't find it because the machine is hidden...

Cynthian steeled himself and elected instead to stare directly ahead. Even though his petals were quivering and everything was telling him to get away, if Bahamut and Seyka and Pine were all acting natural, then maybe he should, too. Eventually Nanab was able to bring it together, too. "I guess...

"Oh yeah? You can't ignore me! I'll... I'll beat you up!" "Yeah," Pine said, rubbing at his scales. "Real warm." Nanab was petrified. "Maybe it's the Cheri stuff. Tingly?" A small, smoky volcano was literally erupting from the top of Darkwhite's head, billowing light-dark fog.

Darkwhite bristled, the deep purple fur on her body puffing out like a threatened feline. "Excuse me?" she said, drifting toward Bahamut. "Indulge? How dare you! I just wanted to hang out here like pals and you're ignoring me!" Nanab shuffled behind Pine, who was braced for a fight. His body...

"But what about Pokemon too small for that?" "A-are we just ignoring this?" Nanab asked, too afraid to move. Pine looked like he was looking for the best way to throw something at Darkwhite. Cynthian and the others, similarly, were too taken aback by the brazen nature of Darkwhite's appearance...

"I guess experience can desensitize you from it all," Nanab said. "Or you don't care what happens to you," Pine added flatly, looking toward the incense. Then, suddenly, he jerked his gaze completely toward it, narrowing his eyes. "Pine?" Nanab asked. There was a new life force nearby that...

"It's true," Nanab said. "There are a lot of things that normal healing sometimes can't fix, though we're usually good about avoiding that, aren't we?" "Broken bones and stuff isn't bad," said Pine. "But settled wounds are." "Mhm. Healing only works if you get to it quickly. If you have an...

"Oh! So that's what that smell is." Wandering into the dojo, perhaps by chance or perhaps because they'd been on their way to something else, was Nanab and Pine. The Serperior smiled nervously toward Bahamut and the others. "Sorry if we're bothering you at all. We were chasing something that...

Truffle emerged from the nearest room. "What?" he called back. "The Bluff?" But when Mellow collapsed, he spread his wings and swooped over her. "I'll be on my way! Warn as many as you can!"

"I have my doubts that the territorial Pokemon were behind this," Maple said. "They still have their territories. In fact, without the chaotic atmosphere of the Dungeons, they're actually much friendlier." She turned to Potluck, nodding. "It's time for us to go. We have some scouting reports to...

"We don't know," Maple said. "We're still surprised that you were able to damage the Magikarp where we could not. But... right now, where you fit is trying ti fight anything that we cannot. And until then, you should rest." Potluck trotted toward Maple and sat beside her, towering over the...

"The same one Turf has," Maple said. "There does not seem to be anything physically wrong with them. Their aura is strange... that is all we can tell. Otherwise, they appear to be in some kind of discomfort, and worse, conventional cures and medicines have no effect." She shook her head. "But it...

Maple smirked to accompany Cabot's smile, though she was back to serious when Cynthian spoke up. "I don't know," she said. "Everything points to Dark Matter making some kind of return, yet Arceus claims he cannot sense his presence. Yet, there is obviously something happening... Not to mention...

Maple hummed. "Mostly," she said. "Dungeons are curious twists in space. You can tell a Dungeon is present by the prismatic wall that lines its perimeter. Touching this wall for a few seconds, or submerging yourself completely within it, causes you to disappear from an outside observer's...

'Light Matter.' Maple's mouth curled into an amused, wry smile, though it was only for a twitch. "There is," she said, "in a sense, a 'Light Matter.' He is known as the Voice of Life, closely tied to Xerneas. Hypothetically, he could be as powerful as Dark Matter... but rather than centralize...

Maple nodded gravely. "It appears that several worlds have their own Dark Matter, one way or another," she said. It seemed that they were catching on. "Dark Matter should have been destroyed," Maple said. "He was responsible for the creation of Mystery Dungeons across the world. The increase...

"Eheheh, matter," Soda mumbled, appearing in the other corner as his illusion faded. "Pokemon are creatures that are in-tune with much more than simple materials," Maple said. "Dark Matter... was something that emerged from a variety of factors during the world's very creation. Small...