"
Hurk!"
Gritting his teeth, Mordecai forced himself upright despite the agonizing pain. No! He had to focus - Paka and his Zorua were counting on him to do so! He couldn't just roll over and accept it! He
wouldn't!
"
P-Paka - " He began, before swallowing. 'C'mon, Mordecai, you're a ranger! People are counting on you to succeed! Bear through it'! He mentally shouted at himself.
"
Wing attack." He said, through strained teeth, pointing. The starly cocked his head to one side, giving a confused chirp.
"
I'll..." His styler felt like lead in his hands. He strained to lift it, but to no avail - he couldn't get himself to use the thing.
Spite! By Lowe, he was in trouble here. Paka literally couldn't hurt ghosts in any other way. Don't lose it, Mordecai - everything will be fine if you keep your thoughts up.
Whatever that was seemed to be doing a great job - he was very thankful, but couldn't afford the spare words at the precise instant. Wait! He /did/ have a weapon!
"
An - " His voice cracked. He bit his lip, and straightened. "
Anything you can do, Zorua!"
Paka, still blissfully unaware of the danger he was in, hopped briefly on Mordecai's head for a moment, gave a chirp, and hopped off.
Mordecai knock it off I wanna see what the pokemon is!
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Mordecai will... throw a pokeball at the one who cursed him!
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