With that, Basil swung away and broke away a hunk of ice with each swing. It was rather exhilarating to move his body like this though he could never match the pace of Anise and her Pokemon who were stockpiling on items though he could at least say that he was in better shape than Earl though by a stroke of luck was able to blast through with Cleffa. Well, luck as in they didn't unleash a horde of angry Pokemon though one could say that he was unlucky to find that his reward was a floppy, helpless little red fish.
Basil kept swinging away until he noticed something very... odd.
Before him encased in a wall of ice was a Pokemon older than possibly the region itself. An ancient fish... frozen in the middle of the mountains... away from the bottom of a sea floor.
...This raised so many questions. Just how did a Relicanth of all Pokemon end up frozen in a cave all the way up here? Was Isson once submerged deep beneath the ocean and in some freak movement of tectonic plates and lower ocean levels caused this poor thing to be trapped in some pocket of water during an ice age? But if that was the case then why was there a Magikarp flopping around at Earl's feet.
He wasn't exactly sure what to make of it. It was certainly not a Pokemon that anyone saw everyday and really, he was missing a proper water-type though he was not exactly sure what it did in a battle either. It wasn't like he could leave the poor thing encased in ice though. It had lived for who knows how many centuries, how many millennia encased frozen. It just felt cruel to leave it there like someone who didn't want a toy on the shelf. Worst case scenario is that he could trade it to someone that really wanted one.
Basil released Crocus from his Pokeball and smiled at the creature who in turn chirped back happily "Alright Crocus, I'm gonna dig this Pokemon out of the ice." He pointed over his shoulder with his thumb to the Relicanth. "As soon as I get it out, I want you to use Sleep Powder on it. Not enough to put it to sleep, but enough to calm it down. Got it?"
"Bulba!" Crocus nodded in confirmation.
Turning back, he swung his pick axe to help break the ancient fish out.






















