I woke up with a startle. Eye rapidly flicking to every corner of the cave. The strange was that I didn't have a nightmare, so much as I had a dreamless sleep instead. I calmed down rather quickly as I lifted myself off the ice... well, slush actually. I had a right to be startled originally, because I thought that ring of fire meant we were caught in Arceus' underworld domain. Daniel seemed to thank Reshiram rather calmly as if it was a regular occurrence, Anthony apparently stirring awake as well to his greeting. Reshiram boomed in his sleep (no surprises there) as I spied on the wall of fire, crackling and snapping beyond my eye as if there were an invisible well of tinder.

I looked back towards the group, no longer entranced by sleep as the heatwave of the fire suddenly passed away. I was a little more than impressed at the legendary's abilities, silently commanding flames to his whim (in Kyreum's own den of places). "Hopefully that wall of fire doesn't annoy Kyreum too much." I scoffed, somewhat sarcastic in my tone as I looked beyond the narrow corridors of the cave. A few dark shapes was enough to raise an eyelid as Anthony moved forwards, unimpeded by danger and supported by non-slippery dirt.

Of course, that led to the gag of Anthony slipping on the dangerously slick ice. My expression became more alarmed as it turned out he fell and slipped all the way to one of the dark shapes; a lone Rockruff in the dim lighting. "My goodness." I muttered to myself, readily charging my magnets for any potential problems.