Just then a voice reached out to the group. One that Allora wasn’t familiar with. "I must commend you for getting this far, but I wonder, will you be able to get back now? It's getting awfully wet in there..." Allora looked up to see a plump Castform floating close by. She was about to launch an attack at the gray Pokemon when the gentle rain turned into a raging storm. Allora couldn’t help but panic as water began to rain down on them, flooding the floor. She hated water, being a fire type, and each second she was in contact with it stung. As the water level began to rise, Allora dashed about trying to find a dry sanctuary. She knew this behavior was unacceptable for a Gold Tribe member but she couldn’t help it. This primal-like instinct took ahold of her body and selected her actions for her.
Allora was just about to dash again when she felt a strong hand scoop her up. The surprise of it forced a small yelp from her as she franticly looked around. She saw that it was Paladin who had scooped her up in an attempt to protect her from the water. Instantly Allora was washed with a wave of gratitude as well as guilt. Paladin was also weak to the water but yet he risked his own safety and endured pain to help protect her when all she did was panic. The fear of water had always clung to Allora, even when she was little. It was the reason why she had such a hard time dealing with water based attacks and opponents. Allora let her body mold into the arm of Paladin and held still as she could to make sure she wasn’t causing any more trouble for him as he ran. ‘At least I can do is help clear the path.’ She thought as she fired an Energy Ball at some floating debris, which blocked the path, and cleared the way.