Mayaka catches her breath against a large tree trunk, watching cautiously as the remaining Umbreon and Eevee disappear between the trees and snow. Her claws are still shaking, whether from adrenaline or the cold, she’s too frazzled to say for now. She’s just glad that it’s finally over.

It takes her a few more seconds to recover before she’s back on her feet, searching for the Typlosion who’d helped her during the scuffle. As soon as she spots him, the Sneasel quickly bounds over to check on him.

“Ingo-san, you okay?”