As Celes looked at her pendant, she suddenly turned and looked at Spruce. "Oh... I... I am ok... it's just..." she says, looking at the pendant.
"Something my parents said before they let me go... They gave me this..." she says, looking at the image, a slight sadness.
"Something about my own pass. I... I discovered that they actually adopted me from when I was just a egg... My real mother was killed. She had been injured to death but was able to bring me to my current family before dying." she says, looking at the image a bit more.
"I didn't tell anyone but one night after we fought against your brother, I woke up, only to see a strange ghost of a sylveon. Next thing I knew I went back to sleep. I though it was just a dream but it felt so real... and strange. I still don't know exactly where my own powers come from, but I expect it has something to do with her. With how she was before." she says, looking down and then at the door where M was brough with Kamina.
"I think we should leave them be. I think they might have a lot of things to talk about." shes says before sitting down, calmly, looking at the pendant a bit more.
"To think all this time, when I felt ghost's around the house... most of the times was her watching over me... even after death." she says.


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Meanwhile, at the entrance to Distant Desert up from north, a figure was walking forwards, a large rag covering him, protecting him from the wind and sun. Eralion was moving forwards, looking at a distance into the large desert ahead. He had been training to survive harsh places for a while now, surviving. The sun was beating down on him, the heat being harsh. His rags were used to protect him from the weather of this place, but he didn't have much else for supplies. A gourd of water with some oran berries with him, as well as a apple. He knew he had to pass the whole desert. For him, this was a test of will and strength more then anything. A test to see if he was fit to join the guild or not.  He continued forwards, seeing at a distance some Bunnelby digging tunnels underground. He kept moving, entering into the heat of the desert. It was time for his test to begin. As he continued to move, he was sudden attacked by a mud slap of a diglett. He turned to look at it, with the diglett looking... menacing at him, eyes of hate. Seriously... He quickly rushed and used karate chop, striking the thing right in the head, making it drop down in the floor. It then popped up right behind him and used scratch on him. He turned around. How the heck does a diglett use scratch anyway? He used karate chop again, fainting the digglet now. He breath deeply as he continue to move onwards. He continued to move, seeing multiple pokemons that attacked him, until he saw a village in the distance. He was hearing a uproar. He moved closer, but stayed hidden, before entering. He was listening carefully, hearing something about a sacrifice and a pokemon that was going to be offered. He stayed hidden. Those guys... wanting to hurt someone just for their beliefs. He moved silently, hoping to see the flaaffy and possibly free it.