Several pokemon, whom had been too slow to react towards the newcomer's appearance were no longer pokemon any more.  At the most you could say was they were husks of their former selves.  Their bodies were dried of everything so all that was left was the outer most layer of skin and some bones.  With each one's hollowing something changed in the tentacle monster. NOt by much, but its bulbous body got bigger, and slightly darker.  Its strange lumbering gate started picking up speed as if the blood gave it memories packed with instructions on navigating over land.  

There was a high pitched keening that blasted out of the massive tentacle creature's body as what remained of its sliced limb pulled back in startled pain.  For a moment it paused, and the color of its body changed to a dark maroonish yellow.  Several more tentacles took up pursuit, flying towards the man and the hand like arrows shot from a Gatling gun.  

"See I told you."  The owner of the blue eyes stopped just outside the forest, looking in towards the chaos.  "Oh."  He said, shoulders slumping in defeat.  "it wasn't this bad when I left."

Another figure, similiar in appearance but with eyes that glowed bright Green.  "I'm sure.  There'd be many more corpses."  He nodded to the man.  "I'll get things ready.  You start with the evacuations."  

The man nodded, and called through his hands.  "Attention!"  He said, with a voice that one wouldn't believe could exist in such a fragile looking form.  "Everyone needs to get over here now!"  He repeated the words in several languages, and then with various pokemon tongues before starting over from where he began.