"I just can't find it!" Aristole screamed with rage. Although the Metagross' voice was often emotionless and indifferent, it was evident that now his words were filled to the brim with fury. His cold eyes almost seething with annoyance as the Pokemon Shadow Balled the walls of the cavern, created a large dent. The Agrron beside him flinched as his partner began to Meteor Mash the walls several times, the area rumbling and shaking with every hit. "Aristole, calm down. Getting angry won't solve anything. Actually, I'm pretty sure you consecutively Meteor Mashing the wall will result in a cave-in and Steven's body getting crushed." Sloane murmured, remembering their trainer's corpse near the entrance to the Falls. The two steel-types were both former Pokemon of the retired champion Steven Stone, but now with their master dead everyone in the team had went their separate ways. Aristole and Sloane had decided to continue Steven's goal in finding the Wish Stone, so they could make their deceased trainer happy.
The Iron Leg Pokemon slowly began to stop it's attack, slumping to the ground. "Sloane, what do you suggest we do at the moment? Shall we continue our search or rest for the night?" Back to his usual robotic voice, Aristole turned to the Aggron, who shrugged. "I'd rather rest. Haven't had a meal in weeks and I'm getting too tired lately. We've been staying up for full nights too much." He replied, sitting down and leaning on a rock. Reluctantly, the Metagross did the same.
"I'll take first shift. You rest, I'll wake you later." Aristole muttered, as he watched Sloane fall asleep. The cave was pitch black, nothing could be seen except the outlines of the duo from the shining light the Aggron's collar gave off. The Metagross silently hoped there was no infected, he didn't feel like dealing with them tonight.