"...That only makes less sense! So there's magical pokeballs in
caves with ropes in them. Where's the logic!?" Zoka asked with a
huff. "...But there really is no logic in this whole wide pokemon
world so I guess I'll just believe you and move on with my life."
"Well if my calculations are correct... we should be able to get
out........................... NOW!" Nick said as he walked out of
the caves to where they started.
Zoka walked out of the cave behind Okin; "So we're back where we
started, eh." He turned around to look at the cave entrance with a
light chuckle; "But that sure was one helluva cave."
Zoka suddenly realized it was indeed night time. "It didn't feel
that long though... But you know what they say; Time flies when
you're running for your life."
"Alrightio..." Zoka started putting his tent up. However, turned
out to put a tent up is no easy job. After a while of struggling
with it Zoka finally managed to do his difficult task.
"Uh, yeah sure. Why not." Zoka took the paste and bread from Okin,
put some paste on the bread and tasted some of it. "You know what,
this ain't half bad."