**John and Axia, Ayero, Road to Hidan**

John gave a small chuckle, walking to Axia's prone form, where she seemed to be stirring a little. She'd probably wake up soon, but she'd be in no shape to walk until he got her to a proper healer. Taking a breath, he picked her up, carrying her over his shoulder. A vein popped up in his head from the strain of it, but over all he seemed to be handling the weight rather well. He walked over to Groudon, then placed Axia on his wide tail, letting out a breath of relief, then turning back to Claire.

"More than okay, as I would have some trouble carrying her all by myself. And if you don't mind me saying, why the hatred against Morphs. I hunt them because it's good sport. but so are bandits, criminals, and regular Pokemon. Other hunters, it's because of prejudice, but you seems to have a personal issue with them." John then turned his eye to Sindri, trying to think of where he heard the name Rist before. "Rist, is that a noble house or something?"