Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20190714132628/@comment-26892768-20190721204953

Risky looks rather sour, but looks at Bruno and nods in appreciation. "Good to know that some of you can appreciate the concept of privacy..."

"I know; it was a little joke-" Cynthia yelps as Garchomp briefly zips up before getting back to it's previous position, struggling harder than before to fight the odd gravity. Cynthia's face turns grim. "-but it seems now is not the time for humor. Tell me - do you think Kyogre can do anything to help combat this threat?"

As if to make the frog thing's day worse, a malevolent chuckle comes from underneath it, and a black claw made of a tar-like substance emerges from the shadows on the ground, swiping at the legs of the creature before retreating.