Literature
Chp 8 to Grovyle Awakens
The Flygon stretched its wings, swooping this way and that as it flew them across the near-endless chamber. It did somersaults in mid-air and cawed happily at Arisa's praises. But Grovyle looked a little greener than usual, and he held a claw up to his face.
"I think I'm going to be sick!" he sputtered, trying to hold it all down.
Arisa just laughed, her dark hair flying in the tailwind. She peered down over Flygon's great wings and gasped. "Grovyle! Look!" There was a large, black-barred cage with ominous purple light surrounding it that seemed empty right below them. Arisa directed the dragon to land them next to it.
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