Ash had been looking for his friends the moment the attack struck. He had been lucky to fight some grunts firsthand and keep his Pokemon - although Danny wasn't looking great and had been recalled to his ball for now. Psychopump hovers near Ash, looking rather serious for once. Lazy she might be, but she didn't like these people trying to rough up her trainer and teammates.

"Anthy!" He rushed over the moment he saw her, quickly giving her a firm hug. "Shit, sorry-" He let go, knowing he shouldn't just grab people (not just given his height and strength but because it's rude), "Are you alright? They didn't get any of your Pokemon, did they?" If they had then he would chase down any remaining Rockets and find out where they were planning on taking them-