"H-Hey! You know there are other pokemon in the water, right?!" Hex demanded, glaring at the Magnemite. "Pokemon beside the wild ones?! My teammates? Your teammates?" Hex began to flutter down, but immediately pulled upward upon seeing the water sparkling and crackling a blinding white. Most of the fried wild pokemon were either swept away or sinking to the bottom. She scanned the foaming waters, looking for any sign of Josh. The thundershock would deal a fair chunk of damage to him. Maybe not quite as much for the Eevee and Snivy if they were caught up in it, but for a water type like Josh, it could really injure the Skrelp. The Magikarp looked mostly undaunted, though; he was rambling on about being the strongest member of his race. Maybe he wanted to conquer the towns and ravage the dungeons? Burning the whole place to the ground? Something along those lines.
Hex hurriedly fluttered over to the remaining chunks and strips of land left untouched by the quickly rising sea to take a break. Hopefully, Josh was alright. He could probably make his way out of being charred to a crisp, right? 'course he could. She slowly drifted down, her wings, shuttering to a stop, and took a couple of shaky deep breaths. Wasn't at all what she was expecting from being free. Hex was honestly hoping for some sunshine, some trees, no work or stress. Not freezing cold, electric waters, the constant worry of being under attack, or the quickly rising threat of drowning. She quickly flew back up, buzzing and ready. She readied her wings for a gust, scanning the sea for anything to attack. But it looked like a good bit of the wild pokemon had just been wiped out by the thundershock.
Hex hurriedly fluttered over to the remaining chunks and strips of land left untouched by the quickly rising sea to take a break. Hopefully, Josh was alright. He could probably make his way out of being charred to a crisp, right? 'course he could. She slowly drifted down, her wings, shuttering to a stop, and took a couple of shaky deep breaths. Wasn't at all what she was expecting from being free. Hex was honestly hoping for some sunshine, some trees, no work or stress. Not freezing cold, electric waters, the constant worry of being under attack, or the quickly rising threat of drowning. She quickly flew back up, buzzing and ready. She readied her wings for a gust, scanning the sea for anything to attack. But it looked like a good bit of the wild pokemon had just been wiped out by the thundershock.