Odemon #526

A scream pierced the silent night. The quick patter of small footsteps suggested the panic of someone fleeing. Behind came a regular set of soft thuds like hammers hitting the spongy dirt covered in dewy grass. Hammers chasing after the more light-footed presence, though not falling behind.
The light-footed Lopunny turned as she fled from the bulky monster behind her.
“Aha, my dear,” said the Gigalith, “you can’t escape me, you might think a Gigalith to be slow, but I am Draculith, and vampires are much faster!
The Lopunny skidded to a halt and held up a hand at the Gigalith, prompting Draculith to halt as well.
“Hold on a second,” she said, “why the fig are you a vampire? You’re a Gigalith! You’re a figgin rock monster!”
“Er, uh, well.” Draculith peered down. “Just look at my teeth! Just look at these proturding fangs! They are nothing clearer than vampire fangs.”
“But what do you even need blood for?”
“Have you never heard of the phrase, “you cannot get blood from a stone”?
The first rays of dawn’s light shone over the horizon.
“Aha! Got you,” the Lopunny said. “I distracted you long enough for–” She groaned as Draculith began to sparkle. “Stupid teen romance novels. I forgot vampires just sparkle now.”
“Ah, more than that, my dear.” Draculith glowed. “I’m still a Gigalith! I’m a walking solar energy producer. I absorb sunlight in these crystals, and then…” Draculith discharged a ball of light at the Lopunny, knocking her to the ground.

-Odemon #526 Gigalith

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