Aron stretched her legs, cracked her neck and took in the sunlight, but not once tid her eyesight leave the grass. Always searching, always alert for new pokémon to fight.
A red streak surged through the blades of grass and impacted the metal coat. The damage was insignificant compared with the sound it made.
My ally trembled from the vibration but quickly gathered herself and struck back at the newcomer with such ferocity, such violence, that its body practically desintegrated on the spot, leaving nothing but the energy orbs behind.