>>16012890Miss Leading grabs her ponytail and gives it a tight squeeze, disposing of excess water in her hair, "Hn...My training outfit-- ruined."
Using the last bit of strength you can muster, you swim over to Skrelp's dangling cage.
Dragalge shakes his head, "Don't you remember what I just told you ten minutes ago? Don't free him, kid! That Skrelp is a menace to society and he'll only provoke failure in the future!"
"Exactly why is he such a bad omen though? I don't mean to assume but he doesn't appear to be really all that threatening from over here."
Dragalge spits out some acid into the water, "Well for starters, he was present the day a horde of nasty Carvanhas broke out of their segregated cage-- see they came from Hoenn and,-- well....they kind of assassinated our former king. Again, this was years ago but conspiracy theories and ethnic minorities lead everyone in the tank to conclude that Skrelp was somehow responsible. Also, whenever he's in a room with a clock, that clock stops working."
"And if that clock is digital?"
