With his Golisopod playing babysitter to Kyogre, Finn looks to his Meowstic when it comes time to hunt the Pokemon they're here to seek. Klefki hadn't done too well last time, and Finn's hoping the psychic feline will fare better.

She purrs at the baby legendary, contributing her own RAIN DANCE to whatever game it was playing with Goliath. The air feels heavy, the sharp scent of ozone intensified by the damp. As always, Finn feels drawn to the Steppes. Was it perhaps the call of the void? Water and electricity were not meant to mix, yet here he was: a Swimmer in the eye of a lightning storm.

Fascinated though he was by the foul weather, he still flinches as a bolt of lightning strikes one of the metal obelisks thrust into the earth.

"Right. Let's search quick."

Maybe rain wasn't such a good idea here...

So, listen. Third time is apparently the charm, but maybe they'll be lucky.

Though the Drilbur had managed a cheap shot during their retreat, Finn checks over his team and decides they can try again before making a visit to the GIANT SHRINE. Finn wouldn't say no to visiting the massive monolith again, but he knew that Leviathan and his other water-types were far less fond of the electrified shrine.

"You don't have like, Sweet Scent, do you?"

Hecate shakes her head.

"No, of course not, that would be too convenient."

Grumbling, completely indifferent to the idea that he might hurt the simulated feelings of a bunch of pixels, Finn resigns himself to searching through the Tall Grass the tedious and old-fashioned way.

MAREEP are beefier than Finn expects. All the better for when it's a member of his team. As Meowstic exchanges blows with the lamb, Finn drops back behind Golisopod to check on Kyogre. The little legendary does not look happy with him.

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"I know you wanna leave, but we're not. Would you rather go back in the ball?"

They've done a great job with expressions on the Pokemon models; Kyogre's glare is as obvious as it might've been ominous were the legend larger than a beach ball. Finn wonders, vaguely, if it's as light as a beach ball. Would it go flying if he kicked it? But, no. He's set a precedent with creating an entire cult to worship the water whale, so he'd avoid his violent curiosities.

He does let it remain outside of the pokeball, as well.

"There!"

Returning from his visit to the GIANT SHRINE, Finn points across the ozone-heavy plains toward a wounded Mareep. The lamb's fur is covered in glittering leaves, the last remnant of Meowstic's attack before they'd been forced to retreat.

He doesn't send Kyogre back out, hoping that they'll be able to finish the Mareep off real quick and head back to the Church, where the legendary seemed most comfortable. It did have its lair in the spooky hidden basement, after all.

Another flash of PSYCHIC illuminates the Steppes in place of lightning, and this time Finn is prepared enough to look away.