"Kirlia, Light Screen!"
"Avery, Sweet Scent!"
"Gorky, use your Low Kick to slow the opponents down!"
Each of them chose techniques that blocked their opponents' attacks or hindered their movements.
The wild Pokémon attacking us weren't necessarily very powerful. But this was a terrible place to fight. If we struck hard and hit the walls, the cave would collapse and bury us all alive. Even then, if we were the only ones in danger, fine-even if it wasn't fine, I could live with it. The problem was that if we went down here, even the people waiting in the storeroom would be in danger. Perhaps this blizzard would miraculously stop, and we could all safely continue our adventures, but I didn't think it would end so easily. It was only a voice, yet it carried a strange persuasiveness. Whatever happened, I couldn't fall here. At the very least, we had to get the fuel.
In the worst case, I could become a casualty myself-no, that would probably make Yuuri angry.
If I sacrificed too much of myself, he might get angry. He'd been that angry over a cold. Still, it would certainly be more efficient for someone to stay here and hold things down while the fuel was moved. Fortunately, the area occupied by the wild Pokémon attacking us didn't block the path to the exit. In other words, if someone could take charge here and let the others carry the fuel, we could greatly reduce our losses.
I didn't want to drag everyone into this, but I was the only one...
But there was no time to worry. Of course, there was only one choice. After all, my proficiency was still low, and there were limits to how many wild Pokémon I could control alone. At the very least,