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The bus also goes silent, and disappears again.

Kyraniu45 crosses her arms in annoyance, though glancing worridely at the injured cobalion. The grass deer resumes munching on grass, but keeps an eye on Vas sternly as such. The island fell silent again, but already the hidden guardian watched and waited. Chaos cackles madly, looking at the injured poke.

(*eating)

He senses another presence nearby...just to be safe, he fires another one of those high-powered blasts in the direction that's concerning him.

The grass deer walks calmly out of the beams way, and resumes nibbling on the grass. They watch him calmly, not seeming to be set on a fight but rather eating food. They make no movement towards him, but clearly can be seen to be a greenish hued creature with blades of grass on the arms ad black hooves.

Did that Virizion just ignore the NUCLEAR-FORCE EXPLOSION, or something? That's badass.

''Viri.'' It retorted, flashig him a casual look of disdain at seared ground and destruction. It goes back to eating the grass, but still watching. Watchng...Hungryly.

Well, at any rate, Vastator kept an eye on the Pokemon. The bus hadn't shown back up, that was a good sign. Soon enough, his regeneration had completed and he took to the air again, searching for the Princess.

Kyraniu45 grumbles. mumbling.

Kyraniu45 glares at the dark barrier, focusing on it in annoyance. Her purple gem would flicker to a red color dimly, before turning back to purple. Within her rested a dark side similiar to the dragon she was a supposed clone of.

He didn't seem to be having much luck in his search, even though he was about halfway over the island by now. The bus reappeared again, this time FLYING ALONGSIDE HIM, whist playing this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGBDWER-wUI

By now, this was actually getting a bit more annoying to him...

As he exlpored further he encountered a strange barrier of light hitting him from a large tower. A tower known as the Tower of the moons, a tower built ages ago to keep the celestial being of the moon in mind. A lion with wings shaped like crescent moons is painted around it. The light barrier is radiating about, hitting any dark enteities nearby or within slight range.

He immediately assumed something of importance was within the confines of this barrier. As such, he set himself to demolish it, as he had to know what was inside that tower. He flew back a ways, and an immense, powerful black beam surged forth from his hand and clashed with the barrier.

He hears an unearthly screech as the barrier blasts him back, fire and electricity mixed in. A barrier formed by Kyraniu45, whom took any damage from it when it was hit. It would them user her power to lash back. In the tower was a priceless artifact, however.

The blast hits him directly in the chest, burning the skin right off. With the muscles below smoking, he roars loudly and begins blasting again, this time flying around the barrier at high speeds whilst blasting. Here's what the flying orchestra bus is playing now: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YT7WCl7_7CQ

The barrier is hit several times, faltering for numerous times until it explodes and Kyraniu45's roar of pain is heard. Being such a magical dragon, a failed clone of sorts, her powers were strong enough to cause her roar to be heard clearly across the land. Even into the lands where Chaos and the others were at. A pained roar. Sounding hurt, yet..Dark somehow.

Laughing, Vastator shrunk down to human size and the music ceased. He flew towards the tower and entered it, preparing himself for any traps. This began playing instead: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3XPus2T58o

He lands in a room dimly lit by several torches. There were parts of the floor that had fallen in, leaving spots in ruins. Walls were lit up by odd runes, depicting a black dragon with blue eyes and another with a silver dragon with green eyes. Between them was a dark grey dragon with mismatched eyes holding an image of three golden orbs.

The floor rattled a bit, critters scurrying underground.

"Hrmph."

He made sure to stay floating off the ground at all times. He didn't trust that floor at all. He floated over to the center dragon mural and inspected it, giving close attention to the three orbs. He didn't linger in that spot for long, however, could be a trap. Honestly, being a god, he probably doesn't have much to worry about when it comes to traps...but oh well. Better safe than sorry. He starts searching for exits to other rooms, doors, hallways, stairs, anything.