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like a wasted zombie i stumble

[attr="class","nfbox"]"ah, was that the sound of a pokeball?" zombie stated upon peeking from the bush. "huh, look at that..." the male called forth a combusken. had he, too, intended on fighting it instead of running or was he using it for defense? nonetheless, it didn't matter. zombie began to remove a small ball capsule from his pocket, pressing the white button at the center, and, then, enlarged that said pokeball. "alright, preparation complete." now all they needed was the prey.

by arceus the hitmonchan had actually revealed itself. "this thing is really looking for a battle, what a pain..." zombie stated with an annoyed tone. watching as Ares Caelan took preparation for combat. zombie readied to toss the ball capsule at the creature. though, now that he thought about it, the pokeball would prove inevitable. the pokemon was very angry and did not look to be in the mood to make friends. rather, it was arrogant and if there's anything zombie hated the most? it was an arrogant person.

poking his head out of the bush as a sigh escaped his maw. he'd stand tall and came forth to be by the male, Ares Caelan, side. scratching the back of his head, he'd say, "the previous plan wasn't going to work, so i thought of a new one on the spot." zombie spoke with a lazy tone followed by an added grin upon his face. "we're gonna fight it and hope that it doesn't kill our pokemon." and so he'd toss out the ball of monferno. now on an even playing field. he, too, possessed a fire/fighting-type.

"there's a high chance it's not going down without a fight, so it's best we prepare ourselves...don't slow us down, bleach boy." due to having never been given a name earlier. zombie chose to call the male "bleach boy for a nickname. and without hesitation hitmonchan came at the tag-team's pokemon. with the stance of an offensive boxer, the hitmonchan began to utilize close combat toward combusken. attempting to release a volley of straight jabs and right hooks. the pokemon's combat skill was known to be off the charts and one of the strongest fighting types among many.

had Ares Caelan's combusken been capable of dodging the first few hits. the hitmonchan, had the combusken attempted to not escape and chose to go on the defensive side, would deliver a false right hook midway attempting to fake a straight forward jab. and, if the combusken chose to block its face with its arms, the hitmonchan would then try to punch the fire/fighting-type chicken in the abdomen. "fast..." zombie commented watching the hitmonchan attempt to hit the combusken. "you need to get it out of there or it'll get hit with a really bad punch...!" zombie commented, watching alongside monferno who stood before the trainer pair.

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