Thankfully for Shalin, she had a good chance to catch her breath, what with the Ninetales being distracted by Altagracia and her two Pokémon. The fox's speed by now had to be on par with some legendary Pokémon, making it easy for it to pick off the duo's dwindling supply of Pokémon while evading counterattacks. Shalin needed an attack that was instantaneous.

As the wild zoomed around Altagracia's two Pokémon, firing another ICE BEAM at an angle intended to catch both of her Pokémon in it, Shalin realized she had a Psychic-type of her own. Their mental attacks were difficult for speedy Pokémon to handle, as demonstrated by the Elgyem's PSYCHIC attack that left an opening for her. She sent out her Wyrdeer, Prance, who promptly rammed and trampled the ice-type with her PSYSHIELD BASH. Not wanting this opportunity to go to waste, the explorer pulled out another empty Poké Ball and made a second capture attempt.

The wild didn't immediately break out, which was a good sign. Shalin and her Wyrdeer stared at the Poké Ball that bounced about madly, Prance attempting to use another Psyshield to trap it but could not keep the Ball within the attack's radius. The motions within the Poké Ball became increasingly violent...

... when they suddenly stopped.

Shalin breathed a huge sigh of relief, the slabs of Never Melt Ice vanishing as she retrieved her catch. "Letheia...welcome to Team Shalin." Though she could not see it, the red eyes the Ninetales stared them down with were no longer there, yet she was just as angry as most Alpha Pokémon.

Shalin immediately noticed a blue glow coming from the north room, the destination room marked by the COMPASS she had found much earlier. Inside the room was a large dais, sealed beneath its transparent surface a large image of the legendary Pokémon Articuno. Was Laurence Anderson aware that one of the Medallions of Eight responsible for unsealing the Halls of Origin was located in the corner of the very place the Iceborne Mirage made its home?

In the center of the dais, glowing and levitating by an unseen force the natural world could not explain, was a blue medallion that had the same legendary Pokémon's bust engraved into it.

The Glacial Medallion.

"This is it! This is what I came here for!" Shalin gasped. The two had fought tooth and claw, putting themselves in grave danger to get this far. But to retrieve this, one of the Medallions of Eight, it was all worth it. This was more than an expedition to her. As a Hoennian trying to save the region from the turmoil that had been plaguing her since before she returned, it was her sacred duty. She withdrew her Pokémon, jogged up to the dais, and reached for the medallion. The two were enveloped in a blue light as she grabbed the round object from where it had been floating for Arceus knows how long.

You got the GLACIAL MEDALLION, one of the Medallions of Eight! A relic of the Iceborne Mirage's divine strength, its cold mist permeates even the most heated environments.

"I would show you, Altagracia," Shalin said as she stowed the medallion, shivering more intensely than she had anywhere else in the Crystal Trench, "but let's get out of here first."