Heavy though the bulbasaur was, Sophia was determined to carry him until he felt able to walk again after the icy blast. It meant that she was moving a little slower than she wanted with the danger at hand, even with the boost granted by the Gods that favoured Union. On the other hand she'd run into two young families after recovering Elhaz, lost looking and terrified, and herding them with her meant she could take up the rear somewhat safely.

Even with the panic and with the destruction occurring at their backs, voices - familiar and friendly! - still carried on the winds, and Sophia paused, looking around wildly.

Waver? Ahri? I can hear you! Then she closed her eyes, concentrating hard. Where are you? I'm halfway down what's left of Litwick Street.