The wind at the Temple of Sinnoh whistled in your ears in a way that made your head ache wildly, not helped by seeing Volo staring down at you like you are nothing more than a pest to him. If you were asked even five minutes ago if your friend was a psychopath with some type of God complex, you would have easily said no. Now you couldn't really turn away from that truth, could you?

"It's time to give up." Volo calls out to you, his eyes narrowed and his arms crossed over his chest.