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"A Pikachu just got possessed by an ancient lantern I suppose. You know, the usual, ha." Sub said to Ninya, trying to make light of the situation. Man did he hate Ghost types. "I would get down again if I were you." He told the girl as he himself hit the ground, he saw those clouds forming and it meant nothing good.

He didn't need to see the Thunder explode against the ground to know the damage it had done, his worries were confirmed when he got up and saw several people unconscious and multiple benches along with canopies destroyed. Not only did the lantern make Electra more erratic it seemed to also make her more powerful as well. "If you got an idea on how to get that lantern from that mouse you will have my thanks." Sub said to Ninya as he got back up.

"Greetings young woman." A beautiful voice called out to Trish, almost hypnotic one. Despite there being many different people around her, most being very loud, she was easily able to pick out the source of the voice. It was coming from an open purple tent, decorated with intricate gold trimmings on the outside. Inside of the tent, easily seen from the outside, sat a the true source of the voice. She was obviously a hybrid of sorts, with her purple skin and red eyes. Though she may not be human she was still gorgeous to all that laid eyes on her, even Trish could tell that someone like this could make both genders kneel before her.

"Won't you keep an old woman company?" The Mismagius hybrid called out to her as she brushed her long black hair to the side. Did she just call herself old? Didn't look it.

"Time tends to stop when life does." The hybrid said with a charming laugh. "Your name my dear, Trishella isn't it? An attractive name for a dazzling soul. Yes, dazzling indeed. Tell me my dear, have you ever let your mind wonder into the realm of the unknown? Ever pondered that there is more to the world than what can be seen with your eyes? Oh yes, there is so much more than what is seen around you." As she spoke she seemed to absentmindedly play with a small Shadow Ball, or at least it looked like a Shadow Ball. If Trish looked at it hard enough she could almost see images in it but it was hard to make out what they were.

"You are interested in my ball are you?" The woman asked her as she physically grabbed the 'Shadow Ball', the shadowy energy around it dispersing as she did and thus revealing something that looked very much like a Spoink's pearl, which was actually a Clamperl's pearl. The pearl gave off an unseen aura of spiritual power. Even Trish could feel that within this pink orb slumbered a power not of this world, not evil however, not good either, simply was what it was and that was it.

"I call it the Pearl. Through my Pearl I am able to see much. Yes, the Pearl shows me a great deal. Do you dare a peak my dear? Anything your heart and mind desire to know? Knowledge is power after all." She said with an attractive half-smile.

"For once, we might actually have somewhat just cause to employ the Snagem Special," Sol commented, the tone of his voice more than enough to say this probably wasn't the best idea, and one he wasn't fond of seeing put to use often.

Its execution was simple, in that it involved a flurry of attacks from either a member or one of their Pokemon. The sheer number of attacks that could come as a result of the team's numbers usually meant one of two things; either whatever was the unlucky recipient was going to be brought down in hurry, or most of the attacks were going to have the accuracy of a Thunder attack while the user was blinded by both sunlight and a lot of sand.

However, he doubted a Pikachu, even one holding a lantern, would be enough of a threat to suggest everyone to converge at once. Still, he sent out his Swampert at once, making a mental note to ready Trapinch if it came down to it. As he saw it, he himself wasn't going to be able to get close, but he had Pokemon that could.

"Swampert, if you can get close, advance at once. I'll leave how you do so to your judgement," he spoke up, trusting that he wouldn't have to bring up what he had in mind. For what it was worth, his Swampert decided the best course of action as he began his advance was to muddy the ground with a few Water Guns before trying to pepper Electra with the occasional Mud-Slap.

Amaranth wasn't so sure how she or any of her Pokemon were going to get too close, a few of them sharing her own weakness towards Electra's attacks. She backed off as she tried to plan out how she could do something, even if it was little more than throwing the odd attack out there.

Conversely, Aden had a similar stance as Sol; getting close on his own wasn't an option, but he did have a perfectly good Nidoking. "Nidoking, cover me!" Being arguably more brash, he had less qualms about going in once Nidoking led the charge.

And finally, Cera just gave a light sigh, feeling this wasn't going to be pleasant. Sure, if it came to it, she could probably just transform into one of the Pokemon sent out or Electra herself, but it didn't change the fact that she was going to have to try and dodge lightning. Or, most likely, fail at dodging lightning. She'd wait for the current to finish its trip before making her own advance, wondering if her even being close to the lantern was a good idea in the first place.

"What a noble endeavor. Now look my child. Look deep into my Pearl. Disregard all else, even yourself, focus all on the Pearl before you. Let it consume you, take you away to its welcoming pink depths." The woman spoke to Trish, her voice soothing, hypnotic like before. Trish would begin to feel sleepy the more she heard the woman speak but she would not succumb, no, the Pearl had so much to show her. Or was it the hybrid showing her these images? Who knows, it was impossible to discern anything right now, all her senses were captivated by an unknown force and it felt so good.

What does Trish see within the Pearl?