After everyone ran off in one direction or another, Sarcus had struggled forward through the blizzard, Absolution keeping the both of them warm using Will-O-Wisp. However, the Dark-type was starting to grow tired. The move was meant to be used quickly to burn an opponent, not to keep the cold at bay during a blizzard. He stopped and started to scrabble at the snow with stiff fingers, his gloves proving somewhat inadequate against the blizzard. Sarcus tried to remember what he had read about making shelters out of snow. He gestured to Absolution, who helped his trainer dig out a space in the snow. He stacked the snow up into walls while Absolution dug further down, until they had made a fair shelter from the wind and cold. Unfortunately, they had no tinder, so they had to huddle together for warmth. Confident in his shelter, Sarcus began to drift off, the fatigue of the night getting to him.