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A few more minutes of wandering brought Sol to what looked like a dead end, the area seeming darker than usual. A chill could be felt, something foreign to the hybrid by this point, as well as a sudden difficulty in breathing that he couldn't figure out. Nothing felt too out of the ordinary, until everything suddenly went pitch black and a feeling of suffocation started overbearing him.

He felt like he couldn't move, and that surely he'd been wrong about saying the cave had normal fare. Not that he'd make note of this right away, eventually passing out as a Gastly finally stopped enveloping its newfound pray and glared. Apparently, it didn't seem too happy with an earlier occurrence with someone running straight through and not noticing in time to do anything about it.

It'd be some time before Sol would finally come to, everything still a fog as he tried to regain his bearings. Noting to be a lot more careful to avoid... whatever the hell happened, he'd finally start making his way from the dead end to hopefully find something safer. Like a rampaging Gyarados in a lake or something.

Backhanding a small little piece of metal from her path, Aria found herself facing a much larger piece of metal with a pointy beak. Why couldn't she ever hit something that wasn't alive? What was next, a living shadow that she stepped on?

Fleeing the assault of the flying metallic Skarmory, Aria found herself continuing into the caves.

What Sol would encounter next was not a Gyarados in a lake, but instead a Graveler rolling through the area. Luckily, he was able to dodge the oncoming living boulder, and continued on without further incident. For now.

Sol would wind up hearing more sounds, rushing off to check it out... only to discover that Isaac had encountered an Aron. "...we need to quit meeting like this," he commented, turning around and immediately walking off. Isaac was on his own here.

Sol would continue onward yet again, not noticing the Spinarak that had come down from the ceiling and decided to hitch a ride on his head. For now, it didn't do much, only to eventually jump off and bolt away when it thought it saw another Pokemon around.

Odd found himself silently thanking Amaya for her training when he ran into the side of an Onix in all his flailing, still picking bits of webbing from his hair and face at the time. When the immense rock snake looked to where it had felt the bump his squishy body had made, it saw nothing, the Channeler having phased through it's body quickly in order to escape.

Kain would collapse again through the floor. "Ahg Really cave just ... re....lly" Kain would trail off in the site of the blood red sword in front of him. The magnificence had him at awe. The site to him was almost in slow motion as the blade would swing around in the air and the, oh wait SH*t its swing for him! Kain would jump out of the way of the angered blade. A stone would be its falter as from tip the hilt as the honedge was now deep in a rock. "Hex get down here." The mighty unread tree would slam down shaking the ground just as the blade emerged. Hex would brace the first hit of a night slash, then return with a earth quake. The ground move would throw the small sword to the ground, damaged and week. "Hmm that was too easy." The obvious Jinx would become more apparent when the honeedge would swing off the ground slicing straight through the ghostly arm of Hex. Her wooden logs and branches would fall to the ground, rattling. "Hex pick p your arm again and hit it with phantom force!" Hex's Master demanded. Th ghost would jump into a portal dodge a second slice of the sword. the blade confused turned back towards kain, "Oh sh*t." Do a barrel roll was his only option landing on the rough ground. Wait that was a weird feeling. Standing up the blade swung around nearly slicing his hair again "That was more forgiving." he said running around the bowl like room which now acts as him Pandora's box. running in the circle he found himself to where the ground felt weird. Leaning down in a quick fashion, throwing off as much dirt as he could. "Crap" He yelled as the blade came for another swing. Again Kain made for the dash around, stopping at his dig. throwing a bit more dirt the honedges hilt laid in the dust. Such craftsmanship treated so harshly, its a sad thing to see. Turning around the Sword leaned back and shot straight for the red eyed being. "Hex!" Kain screamed at his tree hand the one massive arm left grappled around the scarf like hand. "Keep it there!" Kain pulling out a safari ball threw it straight at the small blade. knocking it in the eye.