Gray silently followed the Rockets into the Mountain Moon, and up a few layers. They seemed to be hastily organized and rather...grunty, meaning that he should be able to take care of them with enough grit and determination. The boy didn't know exactly why he wanted to help the person trapped - but, from what he could tell, the person in the sack was familiar...as if he had fought him before.

Watching the Rockets enter some sort of hidden cave entrance, followed by the shutting of a wooden door, Gray swiftly dived between the door, grabbing it with one feet while he climbed into the cave room with his gloved hand, small spikes coming from his glove's hidden compartment, helping him clamber up the stone and into the room. However, at the appearance of that boy from before; the one he had beaten with the Riolu...being tortured by Rocket grunts...Gray's eyes narrowed slightly.

Due to his father being a Rocket admin himself, the boy wasn't a stranger to life-threatening combat or gruesome scenes. He would often come home to something like this. But...this wasn't something you'd often see in the Pokemon World. Scum like this...it was disgusting.

He quickly scanned the room. There was the Rocket torturing the boy, Soulless, and there was a Houndoom nearby, guarding a ruck-sack; most-likely containing the boy's Pokemon. Beside the Houndoom and ruck sack, he could see two other Rocket guards. Silently, the boy quickly took out his two Pokemon; Nidorino and Gible. The two Pokemon appeared surprised, but Gible quickly narrowed his eyes, whispering something to Nidorino. Shortly after, Nidorino nodded, looking pissed.

"..." The three nodded to each other, with Gray taking out two daggers, all three partners keeping silent and hidden. They would wait for an ambushing opportunity.