Had it not been been for his explosions getting closer to the tree might have taken a much longer time. Though propelling himself like a jet engine with the Marowak hanging onto him as they got close. Everything getting darker as the familiar pressure surrounds the island. As the Spores come the Masked Ranger creates balls of fire in his hands before setting them off for an EXPLOSION around himself. After Razz goes toward the brightest thing there (bryan delarosa). [break][break]

He doesn’t know much about what’s going on, only that the other was asking for help. ”Just what do you need then?” the masked Ranger ask before he calls for another of his pokemon with DRAMPA. For now he gives a whistle and signals to them having Marowak use SHADOW BONE[break][break]

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TLDR:

+ Arrives at the tree and Razz uses his own flames to protect himself and Marowak against the Dark Spores. [break]
+ Goes to the brightest thing at the tree with bryan delarosa. [break]
+ Ask what he needs for help. [break]
+ Marowak uses SHADOW BONE against any more spores. [break]
+ DRAMPA uses SAFE GUARD to try and protect those around from extra effects.

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in the face of such a harrowing threat, greyson FALTERS A STEP. it's so small as to be nearly unnoticeable, but the implications send waves of red hot shame coursing through his veins like lines of magma. greyson steels his resolve and tightens one of his hands into a fist, earning a concerned mew from the comfey around it.
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he pets the fairy-type effectionally, a nervous half smile hiding the cold sweat that slips down his lower back. after a moment or two, he gets his shit together.
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with another spark of light, a whimsicott stands on the battlefield.
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"time for defense."
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she throws up a COTTON GUARD in the general area, encasing them in a shield of cotton that resembles the ultra beasts head. it was a filter against of that spore like attack. those nearby (MATIAS SILPH, illeana reyes, kyle lopez) would hopefully he safe under its protection.
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then, a FLOWER SHIELD surges up and around him, a thin, translucent veil that could hopefully stop any of the first attacks. should the others wish, their comfeys would respond in the same regard.
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with a confidence he projects, but doesn't feel, he follows the champion.

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+ cotton guard around them to catch miniscule attacks/be a kuriboh wall like barrier seen when Yugi Whoops Kiba before the final rounds of the Pegasus tourney[break]
+ comfey uses flower shield to anyone who wants it (greyson does)[break]
+ follow kyle into the Shadow[break]
+ death enabled first time manifests in an instinctual step back/fear

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And suddenly she's not so alone anymore.

The shrill whistle startles her, and as she turns she sees someone (Tempest Quinn ) gesture at her as they call out that they probably shouldn't be there. Which, in hindsight, wasn't all too farfetched– Brynnhildr's curiosity however demanded a satisfaction her common sense did not grant it just yet. There were others gathering around the man with the whistle, so she too decided to abandon her current path for the safer option of regrouping with them. Maybe he was merely an officer of the law in daily clothes, called out of bed to help navigate the chaos around town? Not that the Unovan was planning on tempting fate to find out, however.

Brynn's so absorbed in her current goal of swaying through the masses that she fails to see how the spores are twirling down upon them, a sudden feeling of dread captivating her. The heaviness settles in her chest, and she finds herself having a hard time breathing properly as things beyond her comprehension start unfolding; her breathing becomes slighty ragged, as if she's trying to catch her breath after having run a marathon, while Ari is having the time of her life trying to capture the strange pollen floating through the air.

While she does want to reply, or even react to Kazimir Wynter , angelo vestri and skyler dross , the eerie feeling is still dominating her body, leaving nothing more than a shakey nod to escape her as reply. And as she tries to look up she realises her muscles too have started denying her service, cramping up soo tensely that she finds herself stuck looking at the ground, like she's a mere captive in her own body. There's a slight panic forming inside of her because of it, easily visible on her face even though it's downcast. In the meantime Bell, who has been trying to nudge his trainer forth towards the group and inside the protective bubble that had been thrown up for the group, is trying its best to keep the spores away with Fairy Wind.


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[attr="class","illeana i"]the pressure around them is, unfortunately, familiar to her. it settles onto her shoulders with heavy fingers and she rolls it off as best as she can.

it still leaves a sense of dread coiled in her stomach as if it's a seviper ready to strike. it simply grows as MATIAS SILPH mentions her mist, as she glances down to find black undertones and roots at their ankles.

the communication line surges with life right after. and it hurts her ears, this pained shrieking that echoes. god, she'll hear it in her dreams... that much she's sure of.

fuck.

with a sigh, she shifts to move out of the grasp of roots and pulls the dead communication device from her ear. her gallade follows, close to her back like a shield. and a look sent to her flygon spurs it into action. the dragon flaps its wings and works to clear away the healing mist she provided. after all, matias is (unfortunately) right: her mist will fuck them over if she's not careful.

Greyson Connors's loaned comfey offers a welcomed flower shield as his whimsicott throws up cotton to defend. she's grateful, really, that they're all together. it's comforting to not be left by herself.

and when kyle lopez moves to surge ahead, a look of concern rises quickly. the dread grows even after his smeargle paints their comfeys with glowing colors.

her mouth opens to speak but... no words asking to reconsider come out. this is their job, realistically... throwing themselves into the fire and hoping to make it out unscathed is all they can do.

"let's go," she murmurs.

her body follows after kyle and greyson, gallade close at her heels and quickly setting up a wide guard for their approach. flygon flutters above, close enough to be reached in case a quick escape into the air is necessary.

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tl;dr:
- let's goooo boys + illeana
- flygon clears out the psychic terrain with flaps of its wings
- accepts the flower shield from greyson's comfey
- follows after kyle & greyson to approach toward the tree
- gallade uses wide guard for extra protection during their approach