The Barboach was quickly put down, and I felt a bit relieved when we seemed to be controlling the current situation. "Who the fu-" My expression turned to shock when I was faced with a barrelling ball of fire, steadying myself and bracing for impact. Even Daniel was surprised by the Pokemon's sudden blood-lust, unable to catch up to the Arcanine.

I can still remember the impact of that attack. I felt an implosion of sorts on my entire body, having the wind knocked out of me as my vision went dark. One of my magnets threw flew into the sky and down, knocked off my body. A wicked cackle of embers followed afterwards, as I did a backwards somersault into the air, making a whistling noise through the blizzard. After experiencing slow motion and an endless amount of time in the air, I slammed onto a rough patch of snow. Unresponsive and still, I'd imagine. I felt both hot and cold afterwards, like I had a fever or something.

Annoyingly, I was still alive. Back then I was, but now... not really. I ended up spluttering bits of metal fillings from my eyes, rubbing the rest away. I looked back to see the Arcanine in its frenzy state, while I was dazed and trying to refocus my vision. To my left, I noticed my magnet which had landed on a small bundle of broken branches. "Arceus... damn it..." I took a few deep breaths as I reattached my magnet back to my body, making myself inconspicuous in the blizzard.