Session 48, VP2
Though the trainers had surely faced foes more powerful, there was no denying that this was the most horrifying being they’d ever come across. Reinhold & Scourge leapt into action against the plague-bearer. The Komala’s hide was coated in layers of viscous slime that dripped from many open sores: both the Martial Artist & his Pokemon came away from their attacks sneering in disgust. It would take many hours of hard cleaning for them to feel clean from the foul beast’s taint. By the time the battle was done, the Komala began to shrink back to its normal size. Wisps of pink light seeped off of its form throughout. The color pink reminded everyone uncomfortably of Gyda. Could she possibly be behind…whatever this was? There was no way of telling just yet. Our heroes warily continued on their path after reclaiming their belongings. It didn’t take long before they reached the spot they had run into Fragna Droyma recently- in fact, some of the Dream Doctor’s belon...