Ambyssin
Gotta go back. Back to the past.
"Can you not recruit more pokémon with these oh-so-special powers of yours?" Necrozma growled, arms crossed and core darkening.
Bold of you to assume you're being paid, Diyem replied, and gave no further answer.
Brisa's fur bristled at the return of the shaking ground; while Earthquakes were something she would always have to be nervous of, the fact that it was sourced from a Magikarp made things a combination of surreal and worrying.
"Hey Diyem," she said out loud, "any reason why all the halfway-decent plans we could make keep getting shot down for reasons that sound like you pulled them outta your ass? I mean, seriously... weird auras that make items just stop working? What the actual hell?" Yes, she could have asked all this through the private link, but screw that.
Starr's ears flicked toward the Shinx. Oh, so she wanted to call her out, did she? Fine. Fine. Whatever. Starr didn't come here to make friends."What's your heroic record like?" she snapped. "Save any innocents lately?"
"... I took steps to prepare myself for water-types." Necrozma raised his hands and electricity crackled around them.
"Oh, forgive me for not being a basket of sunshine and rainbows when we've got two goddamn giant Magikarps to fight, and teammates that don't have a spine
"Oh, forgive me for not being a basket of sunshine and rainbows when we've got two goddamn giant Magikarps to fight, and teammates that don't have a spine, and this shitty origami who practically wants us to fail."