Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20190714132628/@comment-26892768-20190720033753

The two figures seem to be having a heated discussion; although one can't make out what they're saying, their voices are rather clear. One is feminine, demanding, but concerned, and the other is masculine, laid back, and hesitant. After a moment, the discussion comes to a close (or at least that seems to be the case as they've both gone silent), and the male figure sighs, getting on the motorcycle and revving it up. Oddly enough, the female is completely out of sight.

The male, whoever he is, turns the motorcycle around and drives towards the group deliberately - thankfully at a reasonable speed this time.

Cynthia is briefly startled, but recovers quickly. "Garchomp, use Dragon Claw!"

Growling as the small white claws on the edge of its arms begin to glow, Cynthia's Garchomp quickly shifts directions so that it slices the side of the Demon Tower rather than running into it, swooping back up as it prepares for more.