The birds fry around you, as it sounds like the Beast is receding. It seems like the first assault's over-just as the first pawniards crest the lips of the holes and leap at your faces. More pokeballs shatter the windows, and three new pidgeottos enter the fray, and one swablu, as people burst through doorways. They are holding impromptu weaponry.
(1d20) (Major), (1d20)(Tony), (1d20)(Doug), (1d20)(Truse)
(2d6+15), (2d6+15), (2d6+15), (2d6+15)