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To Me, My X-Men
The darkness was different now - before, Old Lace had seen it as much another obstacle. Despite the paranoia of Yaru, despite the fear prevalent in every nook and cranny of the town, in every face, be it traveler or local, the darkness was simply an object. Objects could be ignored or pushed through, and Old Lace treated the night as he treated a bad storm - with a stiff upper proboscis and a heart full of muscles and iron.
Not anymore, now.
To combat the darkness, he would need a weapon of light. On the news of Madder's disappearance, the Buzzwole simply gave a dark glance to the Lopunny who had been leading the charge. He took up a weapon, a rod of light, that glowing in the darkness seemed more akin to a revolver, shining the night, an echo of what Old Lace's life had been long ago. Muscles or no, fear of the dark or no, he was a lawman.
Action: Equip the Rod of Light, then participate in the rescue mission to save Madder.
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