As for me, my only weakness was echoing Desia's words in my head. Sure, I was happy he was alive, but saying I was really a clone did make it bittersweet. Maybe, everything she said was just an attempt to make an attack on his life. He probably was really dead. Then again...

I felt a light tickle as I saw a little green stream traveling from me to the annoying Zubat. I shouldn't have felt it at all, although I hadn't really been a true steel Pokemon lately. "What are you trying to do, go on a suicide mission?" I said, loud and clear despite the currents of the sea. I flew over some sea rocks and an oddly-shaped (U-shaped) steel rod on the sea floor, which was clearly rusting and growing all sorts of sea life. By the time I got to the Zubat, he was desperately trying to suck the life out of me - yet, he couldn't even prick me. "Uh, no."

I simply swatted the Zubat away to my left, letting it drift off before sinking and bouncing on some rocks. "I don't even want to know how they're able to survive the dungeon Pokemon down here."