Time seemed to slow as the wave of darkness bore down on Absynthe.  Hale was dimly aware of invoking Agiity.  His voice sounded distant, as if he was watching himself from the treetops.  He ran as fast as his legs would take him, then stopped, placing himself between the Dark Pulse and Absynthe.<br/><br/>The attack split in two, passed around him, and continued on its course.  It was then that Hale remembered that Dark Pulse always hits its target.<br/><br/>Absynthe stepped backward in fear as the attack approached, tripping over her own feet in her haste.  Teleport had saved her before, but it wouldn't work against a Dark Pulse.  Desperately, she raised a Light Screen between herself and the attack.  The Dark Pulse impacted her Light Screen, and a portion of it reflected harmlessly into the ground.<br/><br/>Then the main bulk of the attack passed through the barrier and slammed into Absynthe like a runaway frieght train.  She was conscious only of pain as she flew through the air.  Then she landed, and was conscious of nothing at all.<br/><br/>"ABSYNTHE!" Hale shouted.  He turned back to the Mew.  His eyes were hard now, and when he spoke his voice was completely flat.  "You will<span style="font-style: italic">hurt</span>for that," he grated.  "Double-Team!"  The air blurred, and when it cleared it seemed as though there were three Raichus glaring at the Mew.  They jumped as one, electricity arcing across their bodies as they sailed toward the Mew.  "Spark!" they shouted.