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Magna City Shining Congress – Main Lobby

"We're here to investigate. There was a sudden alarm from one of your companions," Mhynt said. "Let us through--there's nothing to secure for us! You're facing the 'wrong way' here!"

"Something tells me he's under some kind of spell," Owen said. "But we can't waste our time against someone like this...!"

Thoughts to the others, Mhynt said, I wouldn't mind directly interfering with whatever is inside. Can we make some kind of diversion and some of us get inside?

Zena coiled and uncoiled, trying to get a feel for this person's temperament.
 
"Articuno!" Gladion shouted out over Sam's head, "You said you had this under control!"

But there was no point arguing, was there? At least, not by bemoaning that they weren't supposed to be acting like this. From his experience with corruption, Articuno probably felt like they were in control. It was manipulative like that, shaping your thoughts and feelings in ways that still felt like you and how you really wanted to act.

...Did Articuno really want to rip into the Shining Congress when their inhibitions were down? That was honestly not terribly objectionable to him, but these thoughts were probably counterproductive when corruption was eating away at people he cared about. It'd be best to knock some sense into them either way.

He locked eyes with Sam. Smaller problems first. "You're not securing shit." (In times like these, he really wished he still had knuckles to crack.) "So let's get on with the show. I won't do you the disrespect of asking you to stand down."
 
The explosion nearly made Andre jump out of his skin. Damn cervine instincts. He sighed and centered himself.

"We'd better go," he said to Ben, then galloped towards the building. He kept looking back to make sure Ben was following, which he could tell from the teddi's expression was annoying to him.

The group of Wayfarers hurried towards the Congress building – the nearest wing was the part of the building where the explosion had originated, and as they drew closer, they could see a winged figure looming there...

"...Oh," said Andre.

"What?" said Ben, who'd just caught up.

"I think that's Articuno."

"What? D-do we have to fight them, now?"

"Probably."

"But you all said they were super powerful!"

"So are we," Andre said. "And don't worry. We already fought against them once and won." Though Andre didn't want to go into how that fight had gone for him...

"Sam?" called Laura. "That you? What's going on?"

"I'm... I'm securing this area," muttered the Chesnaught, as if unsure. A dull sort of determination glimmered in her expression. "Stay back."

"Who is this now?" Ben asked.

"A friend," said Andre, "I think. Though maybe not right now. We've got to get to Articuno. But if we have to fight Sam for it, too, that's no good..."

Ben hesitated, then cupped his paws in front of his muzzle. "Ms Chesnaught, ma'am! Please be nice and let us through! We are strong, I'm told!"

Andre cringed. "Well, the bear's got more initiative than me," he mumbled to himself.
 
Blacklight. Here. That couldn't be good. His heart sank further seeing the winged shape above. No... Articuno? Was Odette right? Had they been wrong to trust the Saint? Or did the Saint lack control?

The Chesnaught barring their path brought his run to a halt, his gaze shifting between the looming winged figure and her. Who...? Gladion's shout answered his unasked question, to his relief. Sam. Right, the Covenant member the others had met.

"Stand down!" Anubis barked. "We are here to help!"

Koa thought Anubis was wasting his words. He instead found himself sizing her up, looking to see if they could get around her or stop her quickly.
 
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