Oh dear. I'm so, so very sorry. I think I drifted off mid-sentence, or something... my memory's a little more than hazy past this pain. I'm getting frightened by all this blood(?) in my eyesight.

Let's get back on track. I do remember the startling suspense and tension of sifting through a curtain of darkness, not knowing what awaited you on the other side. Not that it was dark... actually it wasn't dark at all. Well, uh... hm... t-the light was in fact permeating throughout the entire cave, a-and well through a process of, well, total internal refraction which would in fact illuminate and reveal and show it to us all the enemies ahead and...

[i]Alright come on, I'm not trying to make a memoir here. I have to tell it all, and I have to do it right, even if I literally can't remember anymore.[/i]

We marched on. This little ragtag gang stepping/floating/flying towards our goal. We were gonna unfreeze this little town even if it meant giving our lives. (Spoiler alert, we live. Otherwise I'd be a ghost right now.) I don't think I gave damn [s]at the time[/s], but [s]looking back at it reassured me that it was worth living[/s] this wasn't just for some poor kelp's girl. We had an obligation not just as Guild members but living things in general to save others. After all, what would've Spruce done if he was here instead of me? He wouldn't have just flattened Kyreum's minions, he would've used their poor hides as spades to tunnel straight to Kyreum and give him a heart attack.

So, you know what? We were gonna do just that. Maybe with a little less digging, but we sure as hell weren't gonna let some measly pack of Pokemon block our way. We were boulders to these rolling pins and had just devastated a thousand other pins.

Yet we stumbled into what seemed like a trap. A featureless round room big enough to house our Guild's building. It almost got even bigger as I tilted my eyes up to see the ceiling, only to sight several Glaile and Froslass in the midst of dropping onto us. My eye got dizzy from witnessing the blur of the fall, a wave of stinging frozen air whizzing past us from their descent. A few words later and it wasn't long we were in for another fight, outnumbered and exhausted (and honestly a little unprepared). I could handle these things easily that didn't mean I wasn't taking damage. Anthony had the wind knocked out of him by a literal beam of ice, even for a dragon. As for me, despite leading the group at the time and being closest to enemy, every ice beam missed and reflected off the walls (harmlessly) like a laser show.

I gathered my charge with my magnet pair, sparks of yellow flying off my poles. Kamina literally burst into flames and began to bowl his way through, myself in the meantime locking my magnets onto a sucker that sidestepped Kamina and preparing a flash cannon, the smell of ozone almost putting me off. I knew it wasn't enough however - it might've looked cool with one magnet pointed and another spinning violently offhand with a brilliant white glow, but I couldn't make out what Josh was saying over the heat of the fight. Perhaps about Anthony being massacred if we didn't stop them, yet I knew it was too late; I sure as hell felt like an idiot not trying to block all the beams like a hero, but... well, I honestly can't remember why I didn't do it. Maybe I thought it wouldn't have mattered and that I'd just share the blow, which would at least crippled or ended us both, or that I wouldn't have been able to reach in time.

But you know what? Miracles happen, right as you screw up because life gives another chance. Sometimes Arceus knows to meet your prayers and will send you Saint Nicholas. Believe it or not (and you may ask the testimony of the others), a Pokemon with a spoon came in to save the day. He literally blinked in front of Anthony, and my goodness it makes this narration almost sound fictional. Whatever he did after involved a lot of headache-inducing purple, but at least Anthony wasn't a popsicle. I had no time to wait for the Kadabra's monologue, hovering myself steady as a bright shooting star twinkled and exploded over the unfortunate ice Pokemon. Ultimately I didn't really know how to react, perhaps a hesitant and confused grin on my eye as the Kadabra drew a look from me (and it wasn't because he could manhandle a bit of steel). 

The fight certainly wasn't over though, hovering towards Anthony and trying to cover for his slimy body. "Goodness gracious Anthony!" I don't think I cried that out loud but... let's go with it. "You alright? You seen Reshiram too?" By that point... I can't actually recall seeing Reshiram. In fact, he almost disappeared from memory until I realised I lost headcount. I was still rather frantic with Anthony first however, almost ready to grasp him with my magnets though not actually doing it, considering he got knocked the hardest out of all of us.