Without thinking, he moved on instinct - listening to the waves as he reaches to grab Waver by the sleeve, pulling them to a small crevice where some rusted hunk of metal was riveted to the wall.

He puts a finger to his lips, gesturing him to fall silent as the quakes grew closer and closer, it was something not from the earth. Another shadow, large and beastly passes through, snuffling the ground, hunting. Sinbad held his breath, eyes widening as his pokemon huddled together. Briefly, the great shadow seems to turn to them, a maw opening - then it suddenly turns and stalks off.

"I don't know who'd I'd be proving myself to, that part doesn't sound like me." He shook his head as he crept out to make sure the coast is clear. "That might be an illusion, but the waves said it was dangerous..."