Lucas recalled his team and began to climb the slippery rocks around the waterfall’s edge, heart hammering. When he finally joined Buizel at the top, he didn’t say “good job.” He simply knelt, wrapped his arms around the soaked, shivering Pokémon, and held tight.
Buizel tilted its head. Lucas continued, “We could go around. Find another way into the Spear Pillar. But Cyrus won’t wait. And if we don’t stop him…” He trailed off, thinking of the Galactic Commander’s cold eyes, his talk of a new universe without spirit. pokemon platinum waterfall hm
Beside him, Monferno chittered nervously, flexing its flaming tail. Staravia ruffled her feathers, while Buizel—ever the optimist—paddled eagerly at a small puddle, as if offering to take the plunge. But Lucas shook his head. The waterfall was at least fifty feet high, and the plunge pool below churned with unforgiving rocks. Lucas recalled his team and began to climb