The tentacled being wasn't Cuthullu.  It had never been to that universe, but that wasn't important, or even interesting.  What was was the male thing with the translucent limb that screamed at the top of his lungs, and ran from it, but not because his words interested it.  It just hadn't seen flying limbs before, and knew such a thing would have interesting material for later use.  So its bulbous head broke through the water like a shark's head that had been smashed down into a grey bulb.  It didn't stop on the shore, but kept on going.  Long, tentacled limbs, hundreds if not thousands of them, each translucent with speared tips at the ends, shot out of the water, and pulled its big head after it.  It stared following the man with the limbs quickly, covering a lot more ground that it's awkward strides should have allowed for.

The glow on the Machamp's fist lost its threatening sheen when the strangely dressed woman smashed her closed fist into its muscular chest.  The Pokemon stumbled back, and almost tripped over, but it managed to find a tree on its left, and get its legs to stop twitching as the weight of its upper body had suddenly become a problem.  It's brown eyes narrowed towards the woman and it started moving towards her, and got three feet, before it stopped and its head slowly moved upwards, mouth open and eyes staring with shock at the cause of the sudden shadow that fell over them.  With a screech that would have sounded more at home coming out of a gigantic rodent, it turned on its heel and started running.  No more than three feet had been taken before several projectiles hit it in the chest, spinning it around.  It blinked down at the stick in it, unsure of what to make of the phenomenon, before going down to one knee, and then to and finally flat on its face, breathing hard.   

Blood gushed out of the new wound on the kangaroo pokemon's chest, but it didn't pay it any mind.  Its hands immediately moved down to check on the baby in its pouch, which was slightly startled, but otherwise unharmed.  With an angry grunt it turned back towards its opponent and sized her up, and the sword in her hands, not wanting to make the same mistake twice.  With a growl, it opened its mouth a long hot blast of blazing orange fire shot it in a trail of flames.  

The raticate faced up at the stranger, unsure of what to do now.  It backed away a little, unaware it was letting the man know it was scared.  It gulped absent minded, trying to think of what to do next.  Then it heard the machamp's scream, turned around, and saw the approaching shadow.  Without another complicated thought it ran straight towards the stranger, planning on either going through his legs or bowling him over.  There effeminately wasn't any time to go around.  

"Oh but?"  Jynmi raised a finger, curiously, in the hopes the guy with the knife would realize it was a sign that he wasn't done talking yet, but it was too late, and the apparent leader was already going doing something heroic.  "Hmmm."  With a frown he looked at his shoes, which were still there, but probably ruined thanks to the water, hoping they'd tell him something useful.  A shadow fell over them, and then the general feel of panicked flooded the air like lightning and hail in a particularly nasty winter storm.  He looked up and blinked.  Then he looked around him and blinked.  Yes, a few pokemon were still fighting with the group of people he still considered himself a part of, but a lot of them, were turning now to to run, or noting the tentacle thing and turning to run.  So he decided to try something.  

"HEY!!!"  He called at the top of his voice, and then some, and pointed upwards at the bobbing bubble head with the bladed tentacles that was making its way inland.  "SHOULD WE BE WORRIED ABOUT THAT?"  The pokemon were the first to respond, and they did it in the affirmative.  All but a pokemon here and there, two or three that were busy with the humans, turned tail and ran as if said tails had been set on fire, or frozen in a block of ice, electrocuted, or whatever it was they were weak against.  "So maybe we should...."  He frowned, because the guy in charge had gotten a lot further, and shrugged.  "Okay let's all go that way then.  It's not gaining any distance away from that thing."  He pointed at the monstrosity.   "But at least we're not hurrying towards it."  He quickly scanned the ground, found the knife and ran after the guy.  "Hey, I found your knife."  He called as he came upon the guy and the girl with a sword.  "I found your knife."  He pointed, again at the thing, with more emphasis because there was an audience now.  "So what're we going to do about that thing."  He arched a brow at it.  "Unless we don't have to worry about it."

In response several of the creature's tentacles lifted off the ground and shot towards them and every other living thing nearby.