--there We Go.

--there we go.

"The same guy I defeated a handful of times already?"

Maybe a little bit of an exaggeration, but so far she was having way more luck in battle than him. Jorge was quick to jump on the side, hopping around the room and, most importantly, around both the Muk and its Trainer, almost trying to either distract them both or even make the Pokèmon hit Archie himself.

A trickster at heart, not unlike the little girl who just waltzed in an ecoterrorist group's base and started wrecking everything in her way.

"Psych up!", she chirps, the Sylveon stopping to charge up before restarting to hop around.

"Bwahaha!!"

More laughter echoes through the room as Archie plucks a Pokéball from the belt clip. He tosses it into the air, and out comes his Muk. An unpleasant aroma fills the air as the Pokémon cries out angrily.

"Wouldn't dare dissapoint now, would I? Who d'ya take me fer?"

A wave of his hand, and the Poison-type starts preparing a Sludge Wave to toss at the opposing Sylveon.