A Welcome for the Higher-Up
The plan worked. Rai was now in dream land it was time to strike. Close combat wouldn’t be entirely wise because of Static, but Orm knew how to work around this. “Energy Ball, Paras” Orm said. Paras nodded as he began to gather up energy in front of him, before blasting it at Rai. This was going to smart…
Oh, she was dreaming alright. Right now, Rai was curled up in a ball on Sylvia’s old bed. It was the single softest bed she’d ever slept on, and she felt like she could stay here forever. -Rai, get up!- The sound of her trainer’s voice made her sit straight up in bed. It was probably time for breakfast! Her mom made the best—where was she? Rai was looking right at Sylvia’s pillow… but her trainer wasn’t there. She hopped out of the bed promptly and headed toward the door. Perhaps Sylvia was already downstairs? She reached for the doorknob and… OW! She doubled over and clinched her side. What was that? It really hurt! She didn’t see anything though. No sign of a bruise, no attacker, no nothing. Just pain. -Rai!- There went her voice again. Whatever it was must be really important. Rai shook off the pain and headed downstairs. Maybe Sylvia would be there?
Oh damn it. Even getting hit by an attack hadn’t woken her up. In fact, Rai seemed to barely stir. Which Sylvia supposed could be a good things. She wasn’t waking despite her calls, but she must not have taken that much damage, either? Maybe one more call would wake her up? Nothing. Sylvia sighed. Having this battle depend on luck was extremely frustrating.