"Quickly, come and help! This forged golem is really tough!" Fingerley's cry for help echoed.
"...Sigh."
Matilda sighed and put her helmet back on.
It felt like something she treasured was rushing to lick someone else and ended up being disliked, it was... quite a complicated feeling.
She felt many green flashes of the calming technique pass over her head.
After a while, everyone's Elf Balls were thrown out, but they hadn't managed to capture even a handful of Little Meteors, the success rate was very low.
Besides the low success rate, there were casualties too. Some were directly smashed by the Little Meteors, and in chasing the Little Meteors, mishaps led to near-death situations for other Pokemon, which then attracted the forged golems.
But everyone was excited because events like this made them experience the Sain Dungeon in a whole new way.
It was like an old married couple suddenly trying new things, and their spiritual power was much higher than before.
