"Yes, sorry." Mystin sighed. "We're getting off topic, so let's
go." He hurried forward. "Let's try and find a Clef-Look, there we
go, there's one now." A Clefable was hurrying ahead of them,
aparently having gone through a hole in the wall.
Xaiver looked up. "Clefable! I forgot about those." He considered
this. "The Moon Stone...." Xaiver nodded. "Kate, we are following
that Clefable.
"Ok I'm going to do it." Nez sat down and started to meditate. He
sent his coincusness outside his body and searched for Xaiviers
mind. When he did, he slowly pried into his mind to weed out a
location, trying not to be detected.
Gritting her teeth and noticing that Mystin was rushing off alone,
she followed the Articuno, gesturing for Riko to come with her and
for Sol and Meka to stay with Nez.
Tidal rounded the corner and immediately froze, shock and fear
coursing through her. Her mind went blank, she couldn't think of
the proper action to take.
Nez woke from his state realizing they had already found Xaivier.
Sol and Nez teleported to Mystin. "Finally some action!" Sol said
excitedly. "You ready Nez?" Nez nodded and they faded into bright
light. They fused together to form the powerful Dusk Mane Necrozma.
Xaiver turned around, and hissed, "You fools! You'll bring the
entire Cave on top of us!" Still, he continued, and Mystin said,
"He's kinda right, you take up a lot of room. Plus, following him
will do us better than fighting."
Mystin protested, "Seriously? Think about this for a moment. The
ceiling is only so high, you could bring it down on top of us
fighting in here. You don't always have to fight, maybe just follow
him this time?"
Tidal realized her skin was a stark white and quickly turned away
from the group, trying to hide her shaking. She wanted to slap
herself; this wasn't who she was supposed to be. When had she lost
control of herself? Hoping the others wouldn't notice her, she
leaned against a wall of the cave to steady herself and almost fell
through as the wall crumbled beneath her. She landed on her broken
wrist and almost screamed in pain, biting her lip hard enough to
make it bleed in order to stop herself.
"He's right. We can't risk it." Nezs side said. "We should follow
him." Sol growled and seperated. "I'm tired of following. I could
take him." Nez sighed. "Not by yourself. And I'm not going on a
suicide mission."