As all of the strangers of this world gathered into the groups Kulero had instructed, they presented mixed reactions to their dilemma and the Great Seer's idea of a solution. But the Alakazam seemed resolute in his idea that these characters he had summoned happened to be some form of solace for whatever evil lurked in this world. Just another thing in the textbook of reasons why Enthen didn't really like any of this situation; the suggesting that there was a major evil so powerful it warranted using these relics, and the further idea that he was [i]supposed[/i] to stop this evil. Well, not really, seeing as how Kulero said he didn't really hold these people to that given the misunderstanding he had caused.

Meanwhile, Enthen tried his best to observe the, uh, pair of Pokemon he was with, the Cubone and the Honedge. There were definitely separate in voice, attitude and form, and definitely were finding issues getting by together with their differences. And that was just the visual elements. And what about himself, the puny little Cyndaquil who little backbone to speak for? That Cubone definitely had a lot more bone in every way to be able to approach that wild sword and ally itself with it in the first place. Enthen would think that Pokemon would be most fit for leading the team, if it were not for the fiery nature of the sword itself. But such violent natures would be most keen to lead right into danger, someplace tiny Enthen wanted nothing to do with. 

But wait, the Honedge seemed to demonstrate it wasn't able to control itself, so as long as the Cubone could keep it by its leash, so to speak. So it couldn't be so bad... right? Not everyone wanted to kill or hurt anybody, Enthen included. That would be okay, to have someone to who didn't look down upon him... was that part of what being a friend included? The poor Cyndaquil wish he knew, but it seemed like he was going to have to find everything out the hard way, like a child having to explore the world on his own. But he wasn't on his own, he had these two other with him... they could help, hopefully. Hopefully they might not berate him or harm him, maybe even protect him.

Sooner or later, though, Enthen knew he would have to truly protect himself. That was the moment he dreaded, for that would be the time that all the strength he could ever muster could not be enough.

The Fire Mouse Pokemon, trembling all the way, carefully stood itself on its miniscule limbs and made some endeavor to march towards the Cubone and Honedge. What he would do then, he couldn't say for sure. He couldn't say [i]anything[/i]. Unconsciously, the Cyndaquil began emitting a quivering squeak or despair and fright. The Alakazam wanted him to introduce himself, to journey out with the Pokemon into filled as much with danger as there was wonder. He had to stand up, say [i]something[/i]. As the gap closed and the trio was all in clear earshot of each other, Enthen stammered out with a weak, light voice, "U-uh.. m, I-I, I... I'm..." and then trailed off with a meek whimper.