N doesn't look like he has any clue what a "zombie apocalypse" is, nor does he look like he's going to take the time to puzzle over what it could mean. He makes a beeline for the two struggling Pokemon, holding up his arms in an attempt to block the gusts caused by the Sigilyph's wings as he gets closer. Zorua glances up at him as he approaches, but refuses to move from her spot.
"Everything will be alright, friend," he calls out, reaching for a Pokeball on his belt-- his last Great Ball. "Be still."
The Sigilyph apparently doesn't want to "be still", but it seems to be too exhausted to attack in protest. N reaches out and presses the Great Ball to the Pokemon's side, and it disappears with a flash of light, leaving Zorua biting at thin air. N reluctantly forces the Pokeball shut with both his hands, clasping it until it stills.
Even if Paprika's attempts are inexperienced, it seems to be just enough distraction. N promptly turns and gestures to the Golett attacking her. "Zorua, Pursuit."
Zorua's fur begins to glow a ghostly purple color and she surges forward, throwing herself at the Golett and knocking it backward.
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"Everything will be alright, friend," he calls out, reaching for a Pokeball on his belt-- his last Great Ball. "Be still."
The Sigilyph apparently doesn't want to "be still", but it seems to be too exhausted to attack in protest. N reaches out and presses the Great Ball to the Pokemon's side, and it disappears with a flash of light, leaving Zorua biting at thin air. N reluctantly forces the Pokeball shut with both his hands, clasping it until it stills.
Even if Paprika's attempts are inexperienced, it seems to be just enough distraction. N promptly turns and gestures to the Golett attacking her. "Zorua, Pursuit."
Zorua's fur begins to glow a ghostly purple color and she surges forward, throwing herself at the Golett and knocking it backward.