Looking back at the now mega-evolved Absol, I stared for a few moments, seeing that the Absol had more than just a fighter's spirit, but an ace up his sleeve as well. To have the ability to mega-evolve was a step closer to becoming a god, but I only hoped that it wouldn't get to this dark-type's head. Power is what it is, but it is also dangerous. I flicked my head back forward, eventually, the rest of the group and I moving through the wilds.
The experience of the leaves and branches brushing against my face wasn't like anything I hadn't gone through before. It was tranquil yet overun by vegetation. I'm sure there was plenty of wild Pokemon mixed with the now abandoned Pokemon. I hummed, furrowing my eyebrows as I didn't here any activity going on in the forest. No Archen's calling or any Wingull wailing in the air as I looked up towards the canopy. This was definitely strange, for a massive amount of feral Pokemon to be away from their territory. I'm sure it had something to do with the storm but still. "This silence... this peace... its almost ironic." I stated, moving my eyes to the back of the group as I was in the front. The wet dew dripping on my forehead calmed me, and I still trust this forest more than the concrete jungles planted in this world.
Looking to my left and right, keeping an eye on our surroundings and not letting my guard down, I was focusing on keeping the group safe that the only thing I could hear was my footsteps.