Mauville City|Morning(1)
Aisuru climbed over the barricade and sniffed. She smelled living and blood. Her hand flew to the seimitar and she tossed it up skewering a straggling Undead Flygon. The dying dragon screeched before falling down in front of her. Aisuru hummed a bit before retrieving her blade and washing it off. "I can smell you little living Pokemon" she said softly with her smooth motherly tone. "I can smell that one of you is injured and I can mend your injury" Aisuru said before pressing her nose against the door Pokemon Center.