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Amelia was happy when the rest of the trip down the route passed by in relative peace, save for when they had to move out of the way of a passing herb of pokemon. Part of her wished they had taken the transport service now, but otherwise she enjoyed the walk, with it's scenery and rather active wildlife. She wished she could find a place to sit down and make a sketch of it all, but doing so was too risky for the possible reward.

As they moved down the route, they came across a truck with a trainer on a Rapidash acting as either escort of bodyguard. They didn't get to observe the truck in  peace for along, as it was soon under attack from a Hippowdon, something Amelia thought looked awefully out of place on this route. She didn't have long to think about it, as the attack revealed that the truck was loaded with ancient pokemon. Getting a stronger feeling that this was probably something less the legal, Amelia made it a point to examine the trainer on the rapidash and memorize as much detail about their face as she could before the Hippowdon suddenly kicked up a sandstorm.

Despite not wanting to, Amelia followed Dawkin so that they would be out of the way. She wanted to help the fleeing pokemon but she knew against the likes evolved pokemon like the two men were using, she and Dawkin would likely just end up being defeated. Still, if an ancient pokemon ended up passing their hiding spot, she would not hesitate to help it out in anyway possible.