Stormecho
Maelstroms amidst steel
- Pronoun
- she
Balia snorted and shook her head, trying to avoid breathing in the foul-smelling gas. "Eugh..." The Ponyta was right behind the Ralts, not out of consideration for the other's lack of light, but because the air was much clearer down the hall. Ears pinning back, she gasped a few times, aware of how weak she looked. "I really didn't like that Gastly's trick." she grumbled, looking around. "I thought a laboratory would be more... maze-like."