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Jefferson seemed to agree enough and understand the situation enough to follow through, so he slithered forward and curled around Zane's wrist, letting out a low churr in response. He felt oddly cold, but that might have just been how they naturally felt.

Jefferson nipped at the berry immediately, taking it into the pile it was already forming. It was a wonder what kind of appetite these things had, considering their size and nature... ...Well, at least you tamed it, Diyem commented. Are you going to be putting it in one of those stones as well...

Jefferson didn't do much more than gravitate toward the berries again, though it did give Zane a few cautious glances now and then, puzzled by his strange behavior. It didn't like that. But as long as Zane didn't try attacking him or anything, maybe it wasn't so bad.

Jefferson watched, its attention fixated mostly on the berry, and then at Zane when the berry went away. Finally, by some strange miracle, or perhaps because it finally realized what Zane was trying to communicate... it nodded, mimicking Zane's motions the best it could.

Jefferson hissed and lunged for the Oran when it slipped inside, and then curled around it. Its face enveloped part of the peel and the pulp, pulling it inside in little bites, as its body relaxed. The strange thing was indeed eating... And it seemed a little calmer. Just a little.

...Zane, they don't have a face to smile with. Jefferson continued to slither about in the jar, pressing against the walls, and it didn't seem interested in doing anything else.

There wasn't much of a reaction coming from Jefferson one way or the other. It simply stared at the lid, then at the berry, and hissed lowly.

You can't be serious. Jefferson hissed and butted its head against the jar again, showing little care for Zane beyond the fact that he was getting closer or further away. It did not have a proper face or mouth to smile with, let alone lips or eyes or even a nose. It did, however, take interest...

The Shade hissed a few times from within the jar, trying to burrow its way into Zane, but he was fast enough that only some of the Shade had gotten into him. It seeped out in the form of ethereal smoke, leaving no wound behind, while the Shade itself bled from within the jar, still angrily...

Diyem watched in awed silence, having no idea whether he should let Zane go about his business or warn the others that he was pulling another Zane. He elected for the former, for now. He could always just say he happened to see him too late. The Shade on the ground hissed and weaved past the...

"I do not think so," Maple replied to Dave. "The area seems to be abandoned due to being... crushed."

Truffle looked back at the Charmander with worry. "Hrmm... I'll follow and try to guide her to the dojo for now. Perhaps the battle has her in a panic..." ...And for the record, Cynthian... I do not think your mission is over yet. This was merely a symptom of a greater problem. Truffle flew...

Truffle noticed a peculiar glow coming from his feathers and his eyes brightened. "Ahh, wonderful!" he declared. "The distorting aura has faded! Please!" He sprang up, still standing next to Owen. "Someone allow me to grant you some of my power!" And with a grand, perhaps dramatic...

The final strike sent Sashimi rolling, and a few moments later, that red smoke billowed out from the segments of Sashimi's tough form. She was shrinking, and Truffle flew toward her once the shrinking was finished. "Ahh... it seems that she's unconscious as well," he murmured, then turned to the...

Soda and Owen both watched with bated breath, everyone else chipping in with as much damage as they could. Yet, despite everything they had tried to do... "O-oh, no," Owen said. "We--everyone! Watch out! Brave yourselves!" Owen reflexively tried to cross his arms, but then remembered...

Owen winced, nodding. "Okay, we're making a good pace, let's--keep it up! We knocked her right off balance again!" "You've got to be fucking--" Soda stopped and then looked to Owen. "Hey, Embers! What's going on?!" "She's getting stronger, but her guard's totally open!" Owen said. Embers...

Even in the middle in the fighting, dragon winds twisted and cut through the air like a festering aura. At the same time, blue energy concentrated in the back of her throat, ready to be unleashed... "That was good!" Owen said, hope welling up in his chest. "Her stance is off! Get some big hits...

Sashimi hissed loudly and flicked Fay away, then focused on Jaro's words reached Sashimi, and for a brief moment, she seemed to stop what she was doing. "What...?" Something swelled inside her. "H-how... what do you mean? You... you were the ones who were attacking us! I... How DARE you use my...

Diyem had to admit, their coordination was impressive. He watched them all move in quick yet certain movements, many of them wordless yet as if they'd spent hours talking to one another for this very moment. He said nothing as he watched, because he felt that something strange was brewing...

The onslaught of attacks certainly got their attention. And this time--unlike what they'd heard about when Owen had first been sent down--they were actually dealing damage! It wasn't so hopeless after all, was it? "You're doing it!" Owen shouted. Even Jaro's strike against Sashimi was enough...