In the smoky battlefield, Houndoom stood still, its sharp, glowing eyes scanning for threats. Its lack of a smoke-clearing move left it disadvantaged in the thick haze. Suddenly, a swift figure broke through the mist—Frogadier, gripping a kunai, darted toward Houndoom's throat like a streak of lightning.
"Flathrower!" shouted Tabitha, his voice echoing with authority.
Houndoom reacted instinctively, unleashing a torrent of flas. Frogadier was consud instantly, but the real target was untouched—it had only been a shadow clone. Tabitha's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Had Frogadier created another Double Team after Houndoom's Eruption attack? No, this was sothing else.
As Houndoom reeled, Frogadier surged from behind, water rippling around it as it streaked forward, kunai aid at Houndoom's unguarded back. "Aqua Jet plus Cut," Tabitha muttered. "This one's real."
"Lightning Fang, now!" Tabitha commanded, but Houndoom had just used Flathrower. Even its sharp reflexes couldn't recover fast enough to counter the attack.
Frogadier's kunai connected, leaving a deep gash on Houndoom's neck. Sparks erupted as Houndoom's jaw snapped toward Frogadier in retaliation. Electricity surged in a wild current, but there was no satisfying crunch of flesh—only the harsh clash of teeth eting a fake. Another Substitute!
Tabitha scowled in frustration. The relentless frog had outmaneuvered him again. Both he and John assessed the battlefield. The haze was thinning, revealing Frogadier's real body, poised behind Houndoom with water pooling around it.
"Water Pulse!" John commanded, his voice cutting through the tension.
The attack struck true, hurling Houndoom across the battlefield. Struggling to stand, Houndoom swayed unsteadily, its limbs faltering. Tabitha grimaced. "Damn it—Water Pulse triggered confusion!"
Sensing victory, John seized the opportunity. "Quick Attack, Cut!" he ordered. Frogadier darted forward in a blur, its kunai slicing through the air with deadly precision. Houndoom let out one final growl before collapsing, unable to rise again.
[Defeated Houndoom (LV 40). Frogadier gained 3,102 EXP.
[Level up: LV 35!]
John's breath caught as Frogadier began to glow. A radiant light enveloped it, its small fra elongating and maturing. When the glow faded, Greninja stood tall, its blade-like limbs gleaming with power.
[Greninja (Water-Type)]
[Level: 35]
[Ability: Battle Bond (Effect unknown)]
[IV's: HP (31), Attack (31), Special Attack (31), Defense (25), Special Defense (27), Speed (31)]
[Moves: Bubble Beam, Pound, Growl, Quick Attack, Lick, Smoke, Water Pulse, Shadow Identity, Substitute, Las Vegas, Cut, Fling, Smack Down, Rock Smash, Water Sport, Water Shuriken, Night Slash, Role Play , Shadow Sneak, Spikes, Feint Attack]
[Held item: Mystic Water]
"Greninja," John murmured, awe in his voice. But sothing puzzled him. Frogadier had evolved despite being one level shy. Then it clicked—Pokemon in the real world could evolve through sheer determination, transcending ga chanics. John chuckled, shaking his head. "I can't treat this like a Gaboy ga anymore."
Tabitha's frustration boiled over. "Electivire, Thunder Punch!" he barked, throwing another Pokeball into the fray. Electivire landed with a thud, its fist crackling with electricity as it lunged for Greninja.
"Gabite, Dragon Claw!" John countered. His trusty dragon leaped into action, intercepting Electivire with a resounding slash. Gabite shrugged off Electivire's electric attacks, its Ground typing rendering them useless, while its own attack left deep gouges in Electivire's armor.
Tabitha scowled, releasing yet another Pokemon—a massive Carupt. "Carupt, Double-Edge! Block them both!" The enormous cal charged, forcing Gabite to montarily disengage.
Greninja faced Electivire alone, Tabitha grinned in anticipation of a swift knockout.
The battle was far from finished yet, as John face Tabitha as his full power!
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