Leaf just froze at the sight of the man, eyes widening as she took in his condition, then she shook her head. Now was not the time to worry over how hurt he was. That could - would - come later. The next thing she saw was the zombie hoard.
She went pale. No. Not more of them. More meant fighting and tearing them apart when meant blood and gore - A hand over her mouth as she swallowed back the bile. Panic later, Leaf, deal with the things first and foremost; this is a battlefield. It might not be home but it's still a battle. Those things are hot human. They can't be.
Another swallow and she shook her head again. She'd never run form a battle and she was not about to start now. "Get behind me. Naty will take care of them." She hoped.
While the fire-horse pawed at the ground and snorted out steam, Leaf unclipped her other pokeball from it's spot on her only visible necklace, releasing a tiny 8 inch high ball of fluff to stand at her feet. "Psychokinesis."
Hope you don't mind some of that zombie hoard getting lifted in the air then slamming back down onto other zombies. Not all of them, as about two-thirds of the hoard is still moving. Even weirder is that it's the tiny ball of fluff doing it, with glowing eyes.
Does Ten want to have a ride on the firehorse?
She went pale. No. Not more of them. More meant fighting and tearing them apart when meant blood and gore - A hand over her mouth as she swallowed back the bile. Panic later, Leaf, deal with the things first and foremost; this is a battlefield. It might not be home but it's still a battle. Those things are hot human. They can't be.
Another swallow and she shook her head again. She'd never run form a battle and she was not about to start now. "Get behind me. Naty will take care of them." She hoped.
While the fire-horse pawed at the ground and snorted out steam, Leaf unclipped her other pokeball from it's spot on her only visible necklace, releasing a tiny 8 inch high ball of fluff to stand at her feet. "Psychokinesis."
Hope you don't mind some of that zombie hoard getting lifted in the air then slamming back down onto other zombies. Not all of them, as about two-thirds of the hoard is still moving. Even weirder is that it's the tiny ball of fluff doing it, with glowing eyes.