The Martial-Artist slowly brings himself back up to his feet, a hand dusting off the back of the baggy jogger pants he sported. Hazel eyes fixed dead ahead, the Emperor had stooped dead in his tracks, armored wings still at the side in a very regal manner. Cocking a brow, Chancelor strolls up to the penguin and adjusts his eyes in the direction he was looking. "Oh... A Toxicroak." The youngest McQueen says, the toxic frog croaking in an attempt to assert dominance. Empoleon did not falter even when poison began to dribble out of the mouth of the brutish frog. "This one will be almost too easy for you, Boss. It won't even be able to hurt you." Chancelor says to the regal penguin, the eyes of Empoleon steady on the Toxicroak. "Alright, Boss. If you wanna' do this I'll just stand back and watch this one-sided slaughter." The Fighter casually shrugs broad shoulders, Toxicroak croaking one final time before taking the first strike like Empoleon wanted it to do.

Toxicroak begins to punch forward with strikes that lacked in real proper training or form. The Emperor responded with each toxic jab with a steel wing; the opposing forces clashing with a very loud impact sound. Toxicroak did have the speed and agility advantage, but Empoleon had the skill and training to keep up with the swift movements. Blocking yet another Poison Sting, the Regal Penguin came around with another wing and jabbed it right into the gut of the bullish frog. Toxicroak croaked in pain, all the air leaving the body of the frog as it staggered backwards. Panting a little, a ball of poisonous energy formed in the hand of the frog; the ball started small but quickly grew to be the size of a basketball. With swirling purple energy, it flung it forward at the steel avian. Empoleon takes the attack, poison running down a steel coat of fur that did absolutely nothing to him. Toxicroak confused and rattled feel victim to a brutal Drill Peak before it could even realize it. A spinning Empoleon; one that looked like a drill, sent the brawling frog backwards and unable to battle after the one attack. "I told you, G. Too easy." Chance says taking his side by the Emperor once again.

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The next wild Pokémon to appear would be a monster Chance was much to familiar with. The Singlehorn Pokémon descended down upon the beaten path with vibrating wings, horn pointed directly at Empoleon with a sinister grin. "Looks like ole' girl wants to fight ya'. She musta' saw what you did to that poor Toxicroak." The Emperor looks back and up at the Trainer before taking a few steps forward, showing the wild Heracross he accepted the challenge. The brawling bug kicked her feet a few times before pushing off the ground and flying directly at the armored penguin. Chancelor, being an expert when it came to Fighting Pokémon and they operate when they fight, knew exactly how to tackle this little brawl. However, Empoleon was a very wise and studious Pokémon—he prided himself in his ability to look at an situation and find the most suitable outcome to it. So, when the Heracross tackled the steel penguin with its powerful horn, he simply stood his ground to the best of his ability; even though the sheer power of the horn itself was more than enough to drag him backwards across the beaten path.

The Emperor jabs a few times into the armored shell of the bug. After the fifth time, Heracross breaks away only to begin thrusting arms forward with an insane amount of power behind them. Empoleon blocks these blows to the best of his ability, but even attacks from the hands were enough to keep the penguin on the ropes. The avian leaps back, getting a few feet of space between himself and The Singlehorn Pokémon. In the midst of this jump back, he cocks a wing back while the power of water swirls and twists around the steel wing. He then flings it forward, a powerful whirlpool trapping the Heracross right in the center—water raging so violently she wouldn't be able to escape with sheer strength alone. With Heracross no where to go, Empoleon finally takes the offense, striking like a bullet; Aqua Jet allowing him to tackle the body of the bug from various different directions. To finish the battle, he attacks with one final Aqua Jet, but this attack was infused with the brutal power of a Drill Peak. This combined strike landed directly in the chest of the Heracross, knocking it out and dispelling the brutal whirlpool all in one go.

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Before Chancelor could give praise to Empoleon who handled that situation flawlessly, a Wild Lucario appeared from virtually no where—like a blue blur; landing with one knee on the ground before slowly raising and eyeing both Pokémon and Trainer. Empoleon steeled himself for further battle, this jackal looking more superior to the other wild beast that roam this land. "Hold it, Boss. Let our girl handle this one. I can see the aura this one is putting off and he knows we carry one of his kind." The Emperor breaks eye contact once Chancelor speaks, looking back at the much taller human before nodding and taking a position directly beside him. Then the Fighter summons his own Lucario, a female that was surprised to have been summoned before setting eyes on the wild jackal directly in front of her. "He sensed you and wanted to test your strength. You up for that challenge?" She looks back at Chancelor with an 'uneasy' look, unsure if she'll be able to keep up with a Pokémon that came off as experienced as this one did. "Don't worry. Just stick to your training and you'll do fine. We'll be right here behind you to give you support. I believe in you." Hearing her human speak those words made the jackal swell with confidence. She takes a step forward and meets the wild Lucario head on.

Chancelor's Lucario initiated the battle with the conjuring of a Bone Club. The opposing Lucario charged forward however, pressing for an advantage. Kicks and punches flew with Chancelor's Lucario struggling to put up an defensive that matched such an onslaught. She looks back at her Trainer, wanting instructions on how to handle such a powerful offense, but then she just sees Chancelor and Empoleon standing; watching with emotionless faces—watching the still relatively young hound tackle this force by herself. That was when she found herself clocked across the jaw by a brutal punch from the opposing Lucario which made her stagger back and yelp. Not wanting to go down without putting up even half of a fight, she quickly regains herself and steels herself with her conjured stave. The Wild Lucario approaches and she keeps him at bay with a well placed strike at the shoulder. He tries to approach again and she does the very same thing. This continues until the male Lucario is forced to try a different tactic. Chancelor grins upon seeing this, his young Lucario beginning to find the needed flow of combat.

The male Lucario goes for a Sword's Dance to boost his offensive capability, but the female Lucario counterattacks with a blinding punch aimed for the jaw. The armored hound takes this first punch, but then another flies, and another, and another, and another until a volley of lightning fast jabs were bombarded his body. These blows caused the male Lucario to yelp in pain before using Quick Attack in attempt to gain advantage again. Chancelor's Lucario intercepted this blinding attack with Extremespeed. Both hounds flashed around the makeshift battlefield as if this was some anime battle. Reappearing back where they stood, the male Lucario appeared to be out of steam whereas the younger Lucario prepared for an spiritual attack. A sphere of pure energy flew at the chest of the wild Lucario and slammed into it with great force. The Aura Sphere caused him to drop to his knees before collapsing forward, promptly defeated by a Lucario with an arsenal honed for this kind of battle. "I knew you could do it," Chance praises his girl with a head pat as he proceeds to catch the wild Lucario—a Pokémon with as much fight as it had no reason still being in the wild.

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