You decide you need to get help, somehow... but first...
You reach out, readying a Hex to attack that Ceruledge with.
You feel a wrench in your gut as you pull too much too fast, and theres a spurt as your spell just shorts out... and then...
>Peril of Distortion>1>5>1https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f1idPkFS3hkThe ceiling cracks but its not matter that falls away.... flashes of light strike around the room as another distortion happens... and this one is a doozy.
You can feel your eyes hurt as things are yanked from your head, the serpent pushing through the gate, banging at the ceiling and this time theres no golden arms that close the rift...
Lightning strikes the field as pokemon start to emerge, smoke fills the room as Ghastlys manifest in clusters of clouds... and then with a large light....
"KLEAAAAAAAAAAAAA" A massive scyther like pokemon emerges, its axes crushing the ground around it. The creature roars as the ghastly swoop and cause all sorts of havoc...
Archer dodges out of the way of a wild ghastlys lick and looks at you... his eyes narrowing. "You."
"U-um.... me?" You point at yourself.
"PROTOM!" He yells at one of his men, a cocky dude in the ghast ganger slacks. "GET HER!"
"Rightio." The man says grinning, taking his pokeball out.
The female executive starts tossing out Murkrows, doing her best to control and corradle the ghosts as Kleavor turns the Double Duel into a battle royal.
Y-you should run!
Koshmar isn't here, probbably was less interested in this door then you were... lucky.
>Fight! You can take care of this>Try to close the rift yourself.>RUN AWAY!!!!!!!!!!>RUN FASTER! RUN BEFORE THE RIFT TURNS THE ENTIRE PRISON INTO MEDIEVAL TEXAS (or something)>Write in 