useless...

unable to do more in this conflict in the attempt to resolve it, especially in the wake of having a whole pride of lions incapicitated in mere seconds. still, silverio and his dark knight pokémon could look only as his partner continued to battle alongside a beast of monumental proportions. with the injured cyclists in two, the paldean-born ranger turned his eyes to a direction opposite of the ongoing battle. a clearer path to safety, though some great deal of energy may need to be expended by silverio himself.

a quick glance over at josh once again..."just...be careful, alright?" he would not wait for a response, nor was their any time to do so. instead, he and his ceruledge would direct the ailing folks way from the chaos - hell, they'd resort to lugging them on their shoulders if need be. "you heard the man, we've gotta move!"

and move, they would. their mobility hindered by the added weight, but even so, it's better that than to risk being roasted by a chicken - how ironic would that be...

(bingo: pride)

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Josh Devlin