Houndoom felt a tingling spike up her back, but because of her type advantage, was barely even affected. She leapt up, turning midair to see the intruder, but it was gone. She looked around, definitely a ghost type. Houndoom bared her fangs again, growling lowly before she felt the jolt through her muscles. She stood still, her muscles quivering, not letting the thing in the room realize she couldn't move, at least for now.