“Well Nina,” Rebecca said, trying to fix her hair back up before continuing, “This looks like one of those big “main quest” jobs, which would be pretty big, to say the least. Now, I love the magic of friendship as much as the next adventurer, but if you ask me, we’d be much better off going into a fight with money. Money spent on TMs and fancy consumable items to use right when it starts to look like we’re really in a bind. So whether or not these pokemon are conning us, they had to have some sort of reason for sending us into that death trap, and if it wasn’t an assassination plan, then we can easily strongarm them into giving us whatever we need. We are the ones with the information, after all.” Though the Ralts lagged behind Nina a bit, she was thankfully close enough to aid her friend against the next wave of enemies.

	[color=f49ac2]“And while we’re talking about strategy,”[/color] Rebecca said, managing to use Disarming Voice on the Swablu and Gible despite the fact that she was starting to feel short of breath, [color=f49ac2]“Can we not rush ahead alone like this so much? I mean, these two would actually be pretty threatening if I wasn’t here. Fairies are just kinda... fabulous that way... You know...?[/color]” She stopped to take a few more breaths, starting to feel lightheaded. She was starting to feel like she maybe should have invested in an air tank of some kind. Or maybe just figured out how to use her psychic powers to gather in more air or something, but who has that kind of talent and foresight?