Haruka looks down at the pouch in her hands, then over at the man who'd given it to her - but he's gone. Figures. The last thing she wants to do is try something forced on her by a suspicious person, but given the legendary Pokémon's reaction, it's clear there's something about this stone, and suddenly she and the others don't have time to think about what they want any more.

Jumping out of the way of the punch, Haruka flips over in midair and lands in a crouch, then brings herself back up to a ready position. Onto its back, huh? The thing that just sprouted lava?

"Jeez," she mutters, looking down at the pouch. So this is what it comes down to, huh? Assaulting the gods they're supposed to revere, for the sake of the world? Fine by her - if it works. "I learned to sing and everything."

And then she's running, eyes on the target, ready to leap, drawing wind to herself to help propel her when she takes her jump. She doesn't ask Michiru or Hotaru to back her up or keep the Pokémon's attention. She trusts them to do so - and to get out just fine.