Post by Lhena on Jun 27, 2006 10:13:40 GMT -5
You thought you were done, but a cloaked figure ushers you out of the fourth room and into a new, wider room.
"Don't think you can get off that easily," he says, cruel smile dominating thin lips. The cloak falls to the ground.
Tossing crimson-hair behind his shoulders, golden eyes stare into your own. He pulls out a pokeball, and smiles.
"Battle me," He growls, tossing the pokeball to the ground. "Battle me, for your own honor and the title of Pokemon League Champion."
Sylver has never been one to waste time.
"Don't think you can get off that easily," he says, cruel smile dominating thin lips. The cloak falls to the ground.
Tossing crimson-hair behind his shoulders, golden eyes stare into your own. He pulls out a pokeball, and smiles.
"Battle me," He growls, tossing the pokeball to the ground. "Battle me, for your own honor and the title of Pokemon League Champion."
Sylver has never been one to waste time.
