Certainly, the poke crew would be hesitant to engage in a battle again so soon, against multiple enemies who seem more fearsome than the previous opponent. Yet despite that they still moved into optimal positions, some taking the initiative to attack first. Celina flew away from the Murkrow, not quite disengaging but simply moving away from his allies. Sure enough his pursuit struck her first as he dashed towards the smaller cotton bird and slashed her wings with his claws. It was certainly painful; while not lethal the pain would let her know quite well that this world was no dream as blood stained her white wings. Still that didn't stop her song and the murkrow, now close enough to hear it even pass the storm, grew drowsy. He tried to attack Celina again but his eyes grew heavy as he fell to the ground asleep.

Everyone else moved closer, either hidden or immediately launching their attacks. As the murkrows were about to finish off the pelliper, Vi came out of no where and startled one of the murkrows. The other didn't seen to have noticed as he was being bludgeoned by Jeri. They both squawked in surprised, though the one fighting Jeri at least tried to fight back by aggressively slashing at the dunsparce, hoping that she might try to flee so that it could rake her back. Otherwise it simply was flailing at her in between getting struck by her raging blows as well. When Jeri was struck, she would feel her rage build as her own strikes hit harder the more she got hurt, perhaps a simple survival instinct of her kind to become more ferocious in danger. Or something.

As for the others, they could at least observe some things they could take advantage of: first and foremost was that now that the murkrows were being attacked by their allies, they actually have the high ground should they try and attack the dark birds from the entrance of the cave. Secondly, the pelliper didn't seem to be conscious and was in the process of bleeding out from it's wounds. While not dead it was in no condition to offer any aid in fighting back even after distracting the two murkrows. Finally for Trevor himself, the sheer danger of this situation was far greater than the fight that had happened yesterday. Not only were there more enemies but these creatures were surely stronger than the bidoof, and if they didn't hurry the rest of the sleeping swarm may awaken. It was thanks to this atmosphere of violence that made his body uncomfortably hot even as it was being soaked by the constant rain. A new fire had awaken in his body and almost instinctively, he could feel it wanting to come out.