Johanna found some comfort in
Megan Whitmore’s presence. Admittedly she would have preferred the woman wasn’t here, but by now it seemed she had no choice to accept that whenever she would find herself in situations like these then Megan would accompany her.
And luckily so as Megan’s Pokemon summoned a WIDE GUARD and provided some momentary relief from the burden of fear that slammed down upon her shoulders.
Unfortunately it did not last.
Johanna fell to her knees, hands fingers digging into the ground as the fear tensed her. Claydol too found itself on the ground. Both were burdened by Ting-Lu’s fear.
Before either of them managed to overcome it, if they did. A pulse of power halted their heartbeats for just a moment before they were sucked into the Rusted Sword.
When Johanna next opened her eyes she found herself in a place of terror. She recognized it as Wyndon Stadion. She had visited it once or twice as a spectator. But it seemed Necrozma had had its way with it.
But for a moment the where and why did not occupy her mind at all. No, for a moment she felt the lingering fear tearing at her nervous system, demanding her to curl up into a fetal position and cry. But she did not listen, she took deep breaths, tried to ground herself in what she could see.
And what she could see suddenly grew tenfold more reassuring as Megan came to her unhurt.
Megan’s squeezing and a few more breaths finally grounded her enough to reply.
“Y-Yeah. I am fine.” She sent Megan a reassuring smile.
“How about you?” A pang of worry in her voice.
Meanwhile Claydol had come to it. It had realized that they were in a compromised position and so began to gather EXTRASENSORY power, ready to fire it at the first hostile that would target either Johanna or Megan.
jDfValWi TLDR: - Is sucked into the Sword.
- wakes up. Has to deal with the lingering Fear.
- Is approached by Megan, assures her that she is alright and checks Megan's status.
- Claydol prepares to EXTRASENSORY the next hostile enemy that would attack them.