[Merrill's eyes go wide as she looks down, feeling the pressure tugging at her ankles.]
Eluvian, help me!
[Despite their differences, the Spiritomb is right on this. Merrill is his meal, damn it. The orbs in his body whirling, he sends a Shadow Sneak attack trailing through Merrill's own shadow and toward whatever is pulling from the other end. That ought to surprise whoever or whatever is behind this.]
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[Merrill's eyes go wide as she looks down, feeling the pressure tugging at her ankles.]
Eluvian, help me!
[Despite their differences, the Spiritomb is right on this. Merrill is his meal, damn it. The orbs in his body whirling, he sends a Shadow Sneak attack trailing through Merrill's own shadow and toward whatever is pulling from the other end. That ought to surprise whoever or whatever is behind this.]