Then she swivels on her feet, turning her back to her opponent, and starts striding away. There's another soft groan, the world tearing itself apart for a moment as Lancer forces himself back into existence, and she allows her gaze to rest imperiously on the camera lens for just a second as the Dragapult tears into its opponent just off to the side. Her gaze flits briefly up to the sky, then over to the cameras. She doesn't even bother looking to confirm the emotions. Her use of Phantom Force is quite well-known, though this is the first time she's used the altered command in an exhibition match, so its ability to completely overwhelm any kind of protection move isn't going to come as a surprise. It's going to be followed in a second by anger, then desperation as the tactic registers, before finally bitter resignation steals its way over his face when he can't work his way out of it before the move lands. The shock takes a second to work its way over her opponent's face. 'Place your remaining hand behind your back, please. 'Come now,' you say, unable to keep the slightly wicked tone out of your voice. The temperature plummets water in the air condenses, mixing with the ice-type energies in the Ice Beam and the man howls as his hand is frozen solid around the Pokeball, unable to move or release the Pokemon within. Pale blue energy glows beside you for a fraction of a moment, less than a second, then lances out- and connects with the man's hand just as it closes around the Pokeball. Thankfully, Froslass has the perfect answer for that. When someone starts raving about how they're not going to let you take them in, and their hand moves towards an as-yet untouched Pokeball, you probably shouldn't let them bring out whatever they're about to bring out. You're more used to fighting wild Pokemon than you are fighting trainers, but you don't lack experience with it it's just not your strongest point.Ī lesson you and Froslass learned a long time ago is this: You've spent a lot of time out in the wilds with Froslass, fighting poachers and aggressive trainers trying to sneak around regulations and controlled habitats.

His hands close around a Pokeball on his waist, but.

'You think I'm defeated just because you've taken down my Umbreon?! No! I won't let you stop us here! You may have stopped us capturing any Pokemon today, but like hell I'll let you take us in! I was hoping to save this for later, but-' He stomps his foot down then, lowering his hand so he can glare directly at you. Please place your hands behind your back and prepare to be arrested.' 'Laws and regulations regarding the capturing of Pokemon are in place for a reason. 'Your actions endanger the trust between Pokemon and humanity.' You stare him down, though he's oblivious to you, his gaze cast up to the sky. It's a rhetorical question, but you answer him anyway, cool and professional. 'Argh! No! It wasn't meant to go like this! This was supposed to be an easy job, in and out! Why?! Why did you have to interfere?!' The man groans, softly at first, then louder as he presses his palm against his forehead and slaps it a few times. and red covers the Umbreon as the man recalls the Pokemon. Ice condenses in the air above it, Froslass snickering as an Avalanche takes shape.

Ice on the knee and ankles connect, and its legs are frozen fully. Its movements have been sluggish already, its darting steps carrying it less distance with each movement but after Froslass concentrates on the next Ice Beam for a full second before releasing, it's undone.

Were that a real risk, though, she wouldn't be playing her little games with them.Įventually, too much ice accumulates on the Umbreon. There's no wasted energy on her part, no missed attacks the only risk comes in that she might misjudge an attack and let a Dark Pulse through.

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