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They sing the foe to sleep. +
In the great ships that cross the oceans, thousands of NUT and BOLT provide power and hold the steel plating together. +
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OCTABODE make ancient vessels and artifacts their homes, dreaming of the lives of those who used the relics before them. +
This dark and powerful tuxemon enjoys hiding in the piles of toys in abandoned toy shops, ready to feast upon the souls of curious children hoping to steal a toy. They absorb their spirit, allowing their tentacles to grow and their shell to grow harder. +
The user unleashes a flurry of rapid, razor-sharp attacks. +
The circuit focuses energy, creating a new type of electricity called griefed-lightning. +
Vines lash the target, locking them in place. +
OXIFEUILLE hangs out in leaves and up in the sky, squirting ink to make a getaway if needed. +
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One of Pairagrim's heads is always searching for prey, while the other focuses on flying at great speed. +
The young form of Pairagrim, it is a generally happy creature. It struggles to fly until the two heads learn to work together. +
A forgotten spirit that took root in a sun-bleached husk. Its fronds sway even when the air is still. It watches intruders with eyes that never blink. +
Through evolution, the lantern on the tuxemon begins to rip, allowing a more flames to escape through the safety of the paper wrapping. When it is excited, its tail will flash and make a happy crackling sound, almost like a firework. +
A reliable technique that hurts any monster in proportion to its HP. +