[Gold looks over at Sneasel and nods. The Pokémon nods back, and walks over to the unconscious body of the shifter, covering its claws with ice in a sickle-like shape. It knew what it had to do, and it was fine with it. It felt just as strongly about what that shifter did to Crys as Gold did.
It'd be sure to keep this kill quick, quiet and clean. Meanwhile, Gold was going to tend to Crys. He removes a strip of material from Explotaro's suit, near the neck area where he'd already removed some before for his flames, and walks over to Crys.]
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It'd be sure to keep this kill quick, quiet and clean. Meanwhile, Gold was going to tend to Crys. He removes a strip of material from Explotaro's suit, near the neck area where he'd already removed some before for his flames, and walks over to Crys.]
Gimme your arm.