Post by Priam Conrad on Dec 26, 2018 10:00:20 GMT
"And you brought me here for...?"
The situation had already escalated to a point of rampant panic. He could see some of the settlement's houses already shut their doors and windows shut, while there were others who left their doors open, showing a thick layer of snow starting to accumulate within. Screaming and shouting from those that haven't had the opportunity to hide inside the protection of their household were commonplace in the small village.
Harsh winds from the blizzard were hardly repelled by Priam's worn out coat. Hands were wrapped around his sides as he endured the cold. His Espeon, too, rubbed himself against his feet, using Priam as a barrier against the blizzard. Eyes could already see a multitude of unconscious bodies littered on the settlement's streets, each of them equipped with the appropriate clothing but would nonetheless succumb to the cold should nothing be done.
"Am I gonna gain anything from dealing with them anyways?"
The words from the boy pertained to the particularly aggressive Pokemon that roamed the streets. Their thin, icy bodies floated along the ground, chasing anyone who still had their conscious with them and threatening the people with the same fate that befell the ones that failed to escape their wrath. Pokemon that did not share their species could also be seen, all of them fainted as well. It was enough for Priam to conclude that the group of Froslass were a force that should be met with respect.
He'd turn his head to his companion, waiting for him to take the initiative.