Gyarados built up the energy for the attack, released it, and was gone, leaving behind a flash of green light as it withdrew into it's Pokeball. It took only a moment for the energy to reach the opposite side of the bridge where it's opponents lay. When it did, they were no longer there. Upon closer examination of the charred bridge, one could almost make out the light shadows of what had been people and pokemon, twisted and writhing for a moment in time.
From her hiding place, Angela could see the boy holding the Pokeball in the palm of his hand, but there was something wrong with it. It shook and emitted a series of sparks, then after a time, the shaking subsided and it was calm. The boy drew a visible sigh, then continued on to Fortree. Leaving behind the still smoking remains of what had been the mob. The rain continued to pour down, and eventually even the ashes were washed away.
That attack... what was it?
She had never seen anything that powerful in her two years of training on the road. She'd seen at least two Gyarados before, she'd even witnessed a Hyper Beam attack from one of them, but never with the intensity she'd just seen. Draco Meteor... she'd have to remember that one. Angela hid for no less than five full minutes. Mauville was a full day's trek in the other direction, and in her current condition, her Pokemon wouldn't manage to survive the trek back without suffering. She would have to push forward.
Gyarados had shaken. None of the dragons had shook in months. Not since seeing Emiryl in Sinnoh. He sat outside the pokemon center and considered for a moment. Celestic town, despite being the epicenter of legendary phenomena, was out of the question for the time-being. He couldn't go there until he was certain of what was happening. He decided Snowpoint would have to do. He called out Empi, his Aerodactyl, and flew off.
The pokemon center was mostly empty, save for two or three other trainers, which meant the rooms upstairs would be available. She picked up her room key and made her way up to her room. Releasing her Persian and Sceptile as she entered, she flopped herself onto her bed. Persian curled up beside her, while Sceptile made itself a small nest in the corner of the room. All three of them were asleep within ten minutes, unaware of the massive behemoth circling the city above.