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Ethfael had remained silent for most of the end of the riddle. The Dragonair wasn't trying to be unhelpful, it was simply that there were so many ideas being thrown about that adding in another would be troublesome to Solaris, who already had enough to be worried about. Instead, the dragon simply waited idly, listening to the others' answers and nodding quietly upon hearing the ones that mirrored his own thoughts or that sounded as though they would fit. The Guild as a whole managed to easily push their way through it without too much trouble, and in the end the statue crumbled to dust under the force of a powerful Judgement that, oddly enough, did not come from Solaris. The Dragonair turned his head back toward whence the lightning had come, and was greeted with the sight of an Espeon whom he hadn't seen in quite some time: Orion Eclipse. Ethfael quickly made the connection between the 'other Pokemon following Meda and the Espeon. It made sense; after all, she was his wife. Of course, it could just as easily have been that the Espeon was simply following them and the other Pokemon following Meda was someone else entirely, but Ethfael didn't have time to ponder that thought before a Shaymin appeared and everything was thrown to the winds yet again as the Guild began to attack.

Erinn, who had been mumbling irritably to himself ever since his suggestion had failed, took one look at the Shaymin and his eyes lit up, "Ava?!" he said, "Oh thank Arceus, please tell Ethfael that we shouldn't be here! Make him take us home!" Seemingly oblivious to the fact that not only was this Shaymin shiny and of the opposite gender of the one both he and Ethfael knew quite well, Erinn took a few steps toward the Legendary before he was sent bolting the other way as the Razor Leaf attack was sent their way. "Hey hey hey! Watch it!" the Paras yelped, taking cover beside Ethfael again.

The Dragonair let a burst of Dragonbreath burn down the leaves heading for them, shielding himself and his useless Teammate from harm. "Erinn, this isn't Ava," the dragon said, with the slightest hint of annoyance as a barrage of attacks began to be aimed at the Shaymin by their Guildmates around them, "Ava wouldn't be in this forest in the middle of the night protecting a treasure, going by the name of Ciel, and in shiny coloration. She may be a Legendary, but she has no reason to do something like that." In all honesty, Ethfael didn't even know what their Shaymin Teammate was capable of at her fullest strength; Avaria was always gentle and kindly to them as she had been from that memorable day that she'd wandered into their Room and asked to join the Team. If this was what Shaymin were like when they were angry, then he had very good reason to never want to get on her bad side.

The first moments of the battle were so quick and chaotic that there was scarcely the chance for anything to be done at all. It was easy to figure out that the Shaymin had not only Color Change, but Wonder Guard as well, which Ethfael would have quickly acted on had it not been for one small problem. "ETHFAEL!" the voice screeched in his ear, causing the Dragonair to wince in pain as the sound rang in his eardrums long after the actual word had been spoken. The Dragonair looked back to find the Paras clinging to his tail tightly. "What are you standing here for!?" the Bug Type shouted, "MOVE!" It didn't take long for Ethfael to figure out what the panicked Paras was referring to: the ground immediately below them was splitting in two from the force of an Earthquake attack. Ethfael cursed quietly, springing forward in an Agility to get out of the way of the attack. It would have been fine then if it weren't for the two more Earthquake attacks that were sent swiftly after, each in turn at the Shaymin but causing problems for the Dragonair. Fed up with the entire thing, Ethfael used another burst of Agility to get over to the side of the field, panting slightly with the effort. Friendly fire was a dangerous thing.

Just then, the Shaymin sent another barrage of attacks across the feild, this time Seed Flare attacks that not only hurt if they hit you themselves, but also scattered debris absolutely everywhere in sight, which could be more painful than the attack itself depending on what you were hit with. "Look out!" the Dragonair said to Erinn, causing the Paras to cling ever tighter to Ethfael's tail as the dragon ducked his head low to avoid the worst of it, shutting his eyes in case any stray splinters made their way towards them. As it was, several splinters embedded themselves painfully into the Dragonair's skin, leaving cuts and painful spots all over his body, but thankfully he had known far worse than for this to stop him. Erinn, on the other hand finally released Ethfael when the attack ended, making his way out to the other side of the much larger Pokemon. He soon after regretted the action as several stray seeds shot his way faster than the original attack had even been. Eyes widening, Erinn only just had time to cover his face before the formerly deflected attack (these coming from off of a certain Wartorle's shell) nailed him sharply and sent him crashing back into Ethfael where he lay moaning slightly and cursing his luck. What with all the commotion, Ethfael was surprised to find that they were (somehow) in an ideal position to attack, which, now that he had the opportunity, was exactly what he intended to do. "Erinn, hit it," the dragon said quickly after noting the Shaymin's change to Electric Type, looking back at the Paras who was lying sprawled out on the ground in agony.

"What are you, crazy?!" was the reply he recieved, Erinn jolting up to his feet out of the adrenaline of panic as he looked at his Leader with dismay, "It's a Legendary! What am I supposed to-"

"Suit yourself," was the Dragonair's only response before flicking his tail with practiced precision and sending the Paras flying toward the Legendary. Erinn fought back the screech that came to his throat readily, forcing himself to drag a claw across the Shaymin in Fury Cutter before he fell to the ground and hurried backwards in terror, not wanting to be hit by the Legend at all if it was possible. Ethfael smiled slightly as the Shaymin's typing changed to Bug, and shot a Flamethrower at the Legendary without thinking twice. He shot forward and followed it with an Aqua Tail to the Shaymin's side before calling out to Erinn, "Giga Drain, now!" The cowardly Paras took a moment to realize what was being said, but quickly complied, draining a bit of energy from the Legend as he continued to back away, dumbstruck with terror. Ethfael also turned around, staying slightly back from the Shaymin as he finished with an Icy Wind. He could have continued, but he paused for a moment to breathe, preparing for the Shaymin's next move as the Guild's assault continued.

((Sorry this is so late guys, my Internet's been odd for the past couple of days, so I haven't been around at all. Here's your long post to make up for it. xD;;
-8 Ceil, Ice Type))

Zora says "screw you all" and dematerializes into the shadow. Grass types sucked to eat, so it's not her problem anymore. She's not a vegetarian are you kidding me?

Veritas avoided the Seed Flare by simply weaving between the attacks, nearly a blur. Hooray for spamming Detect. Morana on the other hand, surrounded herself with a thick layer of magical water that absorbed all the momentum of any seed that did come her way.

The moment this attack ended Veritas sped forward in a blur, another Powdered Snow gathered in her mouth. She released it all over the legendary as much as she could before landing on all fours behind the Shaymin, standing protectively in front of a -she actually has no clue what it is, but assumes it's a Pokemon. AKA Tammet- who looked kind of lost after bashing at the legendary itself.

Morana followed up on Veritas's attack by running at the legendary and leaping at the Shaymin, locking flame-covered fangs around a leg before presumably being thrown off. And presumably she did not have a compulsively tight grip because that would be stupid and block the way for oncoming attacks.



A light Screen erected in front of Team Azalea, though Melissa was forced to duck as debris and seeds came flying at them from another direction. Katara winced as the attacks hit but allowed her ditto goo to cover the damage. Not being made of metal armour sucked.

Melissa's barrier faded around the same time as a certain familiar Houndoom threw herself at the Shaymin before quickly getting the hell out of the way and Katara followed up by throwing a blob of water at Ciel. The Water Pulse wasn't exactly powerful, as Katara had no idea how the hell it really works, but, eh, close enough.

Cue a Magical leaf attack from Melissa, which followed so closely behind the Water Pulse that Ciel spent barely a second as a water type.

"Keep going Katara! Fire!" Now that, was something much easier to do with this body. It was simple to call upon the fire and lob it in a high arc to fall down onto the Shaymin. Which is nice because it doesn't go through the crowd of teammembers first.

(-10, Ciel is now Fire Type)

~Blight

Blight watched, anger waning as the brawl simmered down; the guilds having seemingly taken a victory once again. He would have almost given a damn about whatever was going on with the now corpsey Umbreon and that bunch of idiots, but there was much more important matters for him to attend to. Almost reluctantly he turned his gaze away from the heat of battle and back towards the still limp body of his teammate. He saw the force Chase was hit with earlier so his present condition shouldn't have been all that much of a surprise, but it was still hell for his nerves in this moment as he feared for the Psychic type's life. He hadn't even realized the obvious change in his own stature up until this point in which he bent down at the Kirlia's side; a sense of vertigo overcoming him momentarilly before he, as gently as possible, scooped his hands under Chase before returning to a standing position. The position at which he felt necessary to hold his friend being horribly awkward in and of itself seeing as there was potential for the brittle Kirlia having broken ribs in this moment so it was of utmost importance to at least keep his torso from moving more than necessary. The thought occurred to him then that it was because of this little ******** in his hands was the sole reason why he was now a Lopunny. Oh, Chase has so much hell to pay when he wakes up. He's going to wake up...Right? Blight pondered on the thought for too long; a process which brought a tear to his eye. Perhaps it was better for the Kirlia to be unconscious in this moment for he would not want his teammate seeing him like this. Moving on to the next problem he thought it best to hunt down that Scraggy they were accompanied by earlier which apparently got separated in the rumble before the guilds were teleported back. Hopefully the little bugger hadn't strayed too far; the fact that Chase may be in high need of medical attention being an outstanding cause of impatience at the moment.

~Finian
Ohey, look the fight is over, some Umbreon is dead, and everyone's heading back to the guilds. Finian returned to consciousness just in time to catch a wave of teleports back to the guilds. His muscles were a bit achy and stiff and he had yet to notice the charred portions of his fur, but in the end he just brushed off his abrupt absence of mind as nothing more than an unplanned catnap. It was probably best he didn't know what hit him or how he survived in such proximity to a heated battle for all that while anyway.

Zora rematerialized as the fight was done, a slight growl in her throat. She obviously felt that this was a waste of time. She sulked along the edges of the group.

Morana trotted her way to Veritas's side, where the Jolteon was standing by a small scraggy. Veritas gave the small dark-fighting type a quick scan for injuries and the like to the best of her ability given that he was an unknown species, but he didn't seem hurt.

"Are any of your friends here?" She asked. She wanted to leave and follow Solaris to figure out what's going on, but manners dictates that she doesn't leave a Pokemon seemingly on their own in such a situation. Hopefully his team is around here so he can go join them.



"Hey, easy there." Melissa told Raith, frowning at the sight of the Garchomp on top of the small Shaymin, before following Solaris into the garden. It was absolutely beautiful, and Melissa allowed herself to marvel at the assortment of plants that grew around them.

Katara resumed her more comfortable form and simply waited behind. She wasn't too interested in what was happening honestly.

"Oh dear..." Melissa gasped upon sight of the dead Umbreon. That was Atra's grandmother. Feeling slightly sick, Melissa allowed herself to simply be directed by the crowd until they finally found their teleport home.

Melissa didn't know how close Atra was with his extended family. But she still remembered how he had always been adamant that he wanted nothing to do with his father Pluto. Yet he was completely devastated when the Leafeon died.

Melissa quietly went back to the Azalea Team room, leaving Katara to deal with the debriefing.

((Pink eggie please, for Team Azalea ))