His heart raced, his breathing grew more shaky. Were they trying to
attack him? He didn’t know... He panicked and used Plasma
Fists, sending a body of electricity at Spiri. He mentally
facepalmed himself for such a dumb move. 1. They would probably
attack back, and he would be able to defend himself well. 2. He was
pretty sure that electric type moves weren’t very effective.
Andriobe dodged the psychic, trying to come up with a plan. He just
wanted to get this over with. Couldn’t they just let him go? He was
just trying to protect himself in case they were going to hurt him.
He hated being touched, especially by the things he hated. “Just
let me go!” He growled as he stood low to the ground, his arms
crossed and his eyes narrowed.
He took deep breaths, seemingly out of breath. He was just
panicking, not knowing why they were doing this. His eyes were
slightly watering up as they frantically looked at the Pokémon. He
still stood in his defensive pose, waiting to see if they would
attack.
“PLEASE!” Be desperately yelled. He didn’t want to keep doing this.
He just wanted to leave, just wanted to suffer alone. His eyes now
had tears slowly dripping from them. He dropped his hands to his
side to show that he surrendered. He should’ve escaped, but he
didn’t want to look like a coward. Guess he would’ve looked like
that anyway. He wiped away the tears and looked at Spiri. “Just let
me go!”
He looked at the Mew in shock and stopped backing away. It was
trying to defend him? Why? Why would they do that? He looked at the
rest of the Pokémon, wondering what was going to happen