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A Shiny Mega added to the list? Color me impressed! ...okay I'll just do the thing... 8/10 Mega Garchomp is better...not the normal version, and I'll tell you why: Shiny Garchomp is simply just a darker shade of Garchomp's original color, not at all different, unlike the Mega Shiny depicted above! While I would've preferred the Mega be a different color, it's leagues better than the Shiny Garchomp itself. If it could stay Mega for long periods of time, I'd grow to enjoy the brighter dragon...but alas, it's not.

Another card that joins the self-revival monsters like Glow-Up, Destrudo, etc. The condition however is either situational or fit for decks with cards that pay LP in amounts different to 1000, for example Qliphorts with their Scout. Typing doesn't seem to stand out, and Level 6 is good for Xyzs such as Beatrice and Strike Bounzer. Needless to say, it's good for Link laddering and Synchro plays. With those stats and Level, and the potential synergy with Qliphorts, IMO it can get away with Monarch stats for the extra bit of support.

Ahhhh, now with that out of the way... 9.5/10 I adore Snom as a whole. It's one wholesome Pokémon and it's very adorable. However, at first glance, the Shiny doesn't look all that different. That said, it's cute and adorable non or Shiny...so that's factoring into the score. I'm a simple guy, what can I say?

Setting himself down on the ground, Leon let out a huge sigh of relief. He hadn't really taken much note of it, as they had been active the whole time, but he suddenly realized how truly exhausted he had been. His legs feeling like they were made of lead, now that he was sitting down Leon didn't really think he could pick himself back up for the rest of the night. As Raynor had made note of the cart, Leon waved to him saying, "sounds good. Falcons, get ready to be up...early in the morning...we've got a long..." Before he could really finish, Leon fell asleep where he was sitting. Edda, meanwhile, had sat off to the side of everyone else. She wasn't all that far away from them, but it was clear that she had been intentionally avoiding them. In spite of all the traveling and fighting they had done today - the past two days really - Edda didn't feel all that tired. Despite this, there was still a clear expression of discomfort on her face, the girl sometimes looking at the others, but turning away if she thought they were going to look back. As Anne continued to work away at fixing up her wheels she seemed to get a bit thoughtful. "Perhaps we should've waited a day longer, Enta is home to all kinds of taverns after all. But no matter! My best story might be a bit much to ask for, but. Hmm..." The woman snapped her fingers as she said, "I got it. I'll tell you something of a tale from my travels in Yon'Lou!" The girl looked to Yue saying, "worry not, this story will thrill but hardly terrify. Now then, it all began one year prior to now..." And thus Anne trailed off into the night, telling group her story as Alexis's music had accompanied them. With the new day having come, Leon awoke with a groggy start. Though he had gotten a much needed rest, the boy still woke up exhausted. His muscles were still sore and he himself didn't feel very motivated to even really open his eyes, much less actually get a start to the day. Though, this laziness was only momentary, as he remembered the situation they were in. Looking around, the boy recalled what had happened the day before, and though he was glad they hadn't gotten any surprises in the night he didn't know how long that would last. As such, getting up, the boy saw that Anne had actually managed to finish repairs on both of her wheels. As such, Leon looked to Raynor and Rona saying, "are both of you ready to lift?" Once they were, the trio took to lifting up the cart, giving Anne time to refasten the wheels on her cart. With that taken care of, Gojira had been set up to help pull her cart, and thus the group set off. They made their way through Mella Valley, and though the terrain was rough that was the extent to what would impede their path. As the ground started to level out, the group starting to get to the end of their journey through the valley, the sight of the horizon would open up to the group. Seeing off into the distance, they would see what looked like a small wooden fence surrounding a much larger city alongside the coast. The closer they got the more the group would see, with several roads with other people, likely merchants themselves, making their way into the city, as well several ships on the waters nearby. Gesturing to the rest of the group, Anne said, "well, we're just about there. Feast your eyes on the trade capital of perhaps all of Crijalla!" Gesturing outward, the woman seemed to take a deep breath, content as she sat back in her cart. As the group got to one of the side gates, they would see a few soldiers in familiar silver armor, though their armor had a secondary color of blue rather than red. They had seemed to be simply doing their duties, only to suddenly look towards Anne and the Falcons with a spooked expression on their face. Getting ready to get to their weapons, as the group approached, one of the guard shouted, "w-wait. Halt there." As the group came to a stop, clear unease on the guard's face, they seemed to ease up as Anne poked her head out. "Oh. Anne. It's just you." "Why it certainly is. Here to do business in your wonderful city, once again. To share my exotic goods and wares to all the fine people who live and travel here. Now, if you will just permit me and my entourage entrance." The guard, while eased, still seemed hesitant to let up. "As much as I'd like to, there's currently a warrant out for the arrest of, well, Jouraans. Even if they're with you, with the timing and all, I don't know if-" "A warrant from Rastaarn, correct?" "Well, yes but - " "So it has nothing to do with you, correct? After all, your city is one that promotes diversity and freedom to all, no matter from how far west, east or north they may be? Correct? Or have things changed since I've last been here?" As the man seemed ready to rebuttal, Anne who had seemed quite annoyed at this point continued, "oh, my mistake. Does your land not have its own governance? Is that armor of yours just for show? I'm sure I have some red paint somewhere in here." The guard sighed, holding up his hand saying, "alright, alright. I get it. Men, let the woman and her crew in." Looking towards everyone, the man said, "I apologize. I hope you enjoy your stay in Enta." Holding up a V in either hand, the woman looked to the group with a proud and triumphant smile on her face. Once inside the city proper, the group would be able to see quite the hustle and bustle going on. With stalls and carts set up all over the place, the streets were entirely packed with people looking to buy and sell, a mixture of Yonan and Aeoran people making up the populace. And while the group half made of Jourans would receive stares as they always had in Aeora, these seemed less hostile. If anything, they were being looked at with fascination and wonder. After getting a bit past the gate, Anne would look to everyone else saying, "as the man said, welcome to Enta. A lovely place if you know what you're looking for. I'll be fine from here on out, but I thank you once again for your aid, wondrous mercenary company. As for my own repayment." The woman gestured to the city around them, "you're here! And I'll even throw in a little special bonus and absolve you of your debt, Raynor. Mind your pockets as you walk around, and until we meet again!" Once the group had split off from Anne, Edda would walk in front of everyone. Having been silent this whole time, the girl still seemed nervous as she looked to each of the falcons. "Well, um...we're here."

"Some real odd ones here I guess." Kelsey thought as one by one people stood up for their introduction. Captain Regicide was one thing but that guy with orange hair seemed a bit TOO eager to be here, and that other one had a rather unusual name. She vaguely remembered some of these people having been there when they fought off those bandits but she couldn't remember anything about their mechs. She'd have to pay more attention next time. She looked to Stella and gave her a wink to indicate that she had heard that last part. It felt good honestly though she thought it was partially her being polite. It seemed that the teacher had something to say about each of their responses. He hadn't said much at first but it looked like he couldn't keep from chiming in here and there. I like everything related to tea, beating people with my mech and stuff that may be considered 'cute'. "Well who doesn't! Cute things are cute, as they say." "--Regicide, cherries, and the sound o' someone's teeth snappin' together when you uppercut 'em!" "Well, quite, that's a very uhh...diverse answer, yes. Well just don't uppercut any classmates aha..haha...ha." "My name is Vivian Marsh, and I like plants & animals, meeting new people, and exploration! It's nice to meet everyone!" While the teacher didn't respond he just nodded, seemingly happy to be brought back to something a bit more normal. Which was continued, for the most part, with Sammi's response. "Well you'll find all that here in spades! I'm sure Miss Charlotte will be pleased you're interested in history." His casual smile continued as he listened to the others, leaning back on his desk, and it seemed that he had no idea about the briefcase moving inches away from him. After Xa'Tok the girl who stood next was the one who had given him, and Erica, a hard time earlier. "I am Bianca Kurtz. I love shopping, ice cream, and of course getting the best grades." She smiled at the teacher. Her smile faltered a bit when she heard someone in a seat the row behind her snort and mutter "Suck up" which caused several students to laugh. She flushed a bit and started to turn to face them when a loud bang caused her to jump. The briefcase had fallen onto the floor and out of it exploded the teacher's dog. He seemed to almost pop into existence as his body was wider than the briefcase. Dalton slapped a hand to his forehead and called out "Drei, no!" but it was too late. The dog had ran and leapt, barreling into Bianca and knocking her down. After licking her face several times the small dog would turn and spring towards the next nearest person in order to lick them as well. With the obvious intent on assaulting each of the students this way. With Professor John running up to try and catch him and failing.