[Ondorus edges a little closer to the core of the group. He's at a huge disadvantage here, and he can practically feel it; if Star's deathgrip on his head is anything to go by, she can too. The two of them form a conduit, the Ralts sensing emotion in the area and Ondorus reading Star's thoughts to detect hostility from nearby wild Pokemon.
It requires a decent amount of focus. Luckily, producing light doesn't; a soft gleam spills from the man's cupped hands before him, not quite bright enough to see into every crevice by but dim enough to avoid startling any roosting Zubat. It's the least a noncombatant can do for the Rangers of the group.]
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It requires a decent amount of focus. Luckily, producing light doesn't; a soft gleam spills from the man's cupped hands before him, not quite bright enough to see into every crevice by but dim enough to avoid startling any roosting Zubat. It's the least a noncombatant can do for the Rangers of the group.]