He's uneasily half-asleep against the Ninetales' side, with Jadwiga curled up at his side, when the sound of people stirring wakes him.
Something feels wrong. What it that awful smell? It smells like...
His eyes fly open, and Jadwiga, picking up on her human's sudden panic, sits bolt upright. His heart is pounding, his mind instantly flooded with a single thought:
Am I ready to die here?
Instinct moves him, when conscious thought is too weighed down by fear. It's like what happened when he had to face Heatran, but somehow immeasurably worse already... In a flash of light, Jadwiga and Krystyna are back in their Pokeballs, and a Rapidash is in their place.
"We can carry one more without it slowing Mieszko down too much. I'm pretty small, so..." He takes a deep breath, trying not to shake, pushing forward. "Which way?"
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Something feels wrong. What it that awful smell? It smells like...
His eyes fly open, and Jadwiga, picking up on her human's sudden panic, sits bolt upright. His heart is pounding, his mind instantly flooded with a single thought:
Am I ready to die here?
Instinct moves him, when conscious thought is too weighed down by fear. It's like what happened when he had to face Heatran, but somehow immeasurably worse already... In a flash of light, Jadwiga and Krystyna are back in their Pokeballs, and a Rapidash is in their place.
"We can carry one more without it slowing Mieszko down too much. I'm pretty small, so..." He takes a deep breath, trying not to shake, pushing forward. "Which way?"