Steven had chosen to let his mind wander as the group continued their adventure. His headache appears to have mostly disappeared, and his Tyrogue was keeping his usual tough guy expression as they continued along the mountain path. By the time they come across the fallen Pokemon trainers and their Pokemon, neither of the martial artist's expressions changed much, but they stood frozen at the shocking sight before them of dead Pokemon trainers in this harsh wilderness.<br/><br/>Naomi had begun calling for help to assist her Dratini moving a Charizard off of a dead body, and although both of the martial artists knew it would be too heavy for even all three of them to budge the dragon, they blindly went to try either way. Steven kept his ears constantly listening for any grumbles and his eyes open for any sign of life, but he really didn't expect to find anyone alive here.<br/><br/>He finally called out to everyone else, still struggling with moving the Charizard,<span style="color: Teal"><b>"Hey, can anyone remind me of what attacks were lighting the sky last night? We can use that knowledge to guess what kind of Pokemon we will and won't have to worry about attacking us during the days ahead."</b></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>