In the pitch-black mine tunnel.
Long He fled for his life with Banette in his arms, his breathing especially ragged.
Suddenly.
He stepped on a loose stone, staggered, and slammed into the rock wall with a muffled groan.
"Banette!"
Banette looked at him nervously.
"I'm fine. I'm just a little weak. Let me catch my breath." Long He forced a smile at Banette and rubbed at his blurred vision.
Visibility was already poor, and if he could not see clearly, it would be easy to lose the tunnel leading out.
But.
There was still hope!
He gathered his strength and ran forward again. A faint chill suddenly came over him, but before he could think about it for two seconds, the distant barking from behind made him quicken his pace.
Mightyena's sense of smell was far too sharp. Even the smoke and dust filling the mine had failed to hinder them. After taking such a long detour, they had still caught up.
If only he had some deodorizer.
Long He realized that he had started thinking nonsense for no reason. He even recalled many things from the past, and his thoughts became muddled as his steps gradually slowed.
There was not much explosive left.
If he could not deal with the pursuers, how could he keep them from discovering the escape route?
Long He was anxious.
He suddenly lowered his head and asked Banette in his arms, "Where are Salamence and the others?"
"Banette!"
Banette carefully unzipped its mouth, revealing the round Poké Balls inside. It seemed to want praise, yet it also looked worriedly at Long He's increasingly pale face.
Was he tired? It could get down and run on its own.
"It's fine. We're not far now."
Long He seemed able to understand Banette's thoughts, and he quietly