Although Dragonite loved playing the "spellcaster" role, as a pseudo-legendary dragon, its physical strength was outstanding, and its Attack was nothing to scoff at.
And with a long-charged Iron Tail, Dragonite was more than capable of pumling a sa-level Clefable into the ground.
In fact, it did just that…
Clefable was smacked away with a single tail strike, finally skidding to a stop only after crashing into and bending a roadside fire hydrant.
"C-Cle… Clef…"
Clefable collapsed in pain, completely unable to battle for the ti being.
The Gravity field vanished the mont Clefable was seriously injured. Dragonite imdiately flapped its wings and soared back into the sky, letting out a cathartic roar!
Lance was energized and full of montum. Without hesitation, he threw out another Poké Ball.
A flash of red light revealed a Mid Elite Four level Flygon entering the field.
Having been suppressed for so long, Lance had finally broken through the stalemate; clearly intending to arrest Miyamoto on the spot.
Across from him, Miyamoto let out a cold chuckle and recalled Clefable. The Gravity tactic had only been a temporary counterasure she picked to restrain Lance.
As the highest-ranking Admin in Team Rocket, she didn't even fear Kanto's top Elite Four, Agatha. Much less Lance, who had only just beco the fourth mber.
Oh, and at most, that Sato kid's Gardevoir and two other Ace-level punks.
'Four little snot-nosed punks who hadn't even grown their n*ts properly, fufufu~? Ti to show them what true power looked like!'
With that thought, Miyamoto unhesitatingly threw two more Poké Balls.
Mid Elite Four: Roserade!
High Elite Four: Espeon!
Along with the earlier Ninetales and Mismagius, Miyamoto had now revealed a total of five E4 level Pokémon!
The mont Sato's group had started to feel hopeful… they were forced into silence again, steeling themselves for the next fight. They knew the only option was to hold out for as long as possible.
Lance looked at his own lineup. Will and Joseph only had Ace level Pokémon, so they could at best provide support.
And considering Sato's age, just having one Elite Four level Gardevoir was already monstrous. Lance hadn't expected him to have any others at that level…
So, after hesitating for just a second, Lance also called up his half-crippled Charizard. No matter what, they had to hold out until reinforcents arrived.
Also, commanding three Pokémon at once was the upper limit of what Lance could handle while still ensuring full performance from each of them.
As for Sato and the others, the reason they didn't send out more Pokémon wasn't due to lack of effort. Most of their Ace Pokémon would just be cannon fodder; easy pickings for Miyamoto to counter, which would only backfire.
Four people each commanding one or two Pokémon to focus down a single opponent… when that opponent was truly powerful, having too many on your side could actually be a disadvantage.
Even a small lapse in coordination could beco the opening for the enemy to pick them off one by one.
Just as Miyamoto released her four main battlers and was about to let them go wild…
For so reason, Miyamoto suddenly furrowed her brows. Though she was clearly around forty, a bashful and wronged expression appeared on her face.
"Nooooooo! I was just about to win! Ahhhh my poor little Clefable~"
"U-Ugh! {{{(>_
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