>>1833196“But we don’t have a few minutes!”
“And that was your mistake.”
“Ralts! Are you hearing me? Use confusion, damn it! Use it, use it!”
Ralts still has her hands extended and is now grunting about the effort she’s making, but no progress yet. Rattata is still running around occasionally tackling her chipping away my Pokémon’s stamina little by little.
“Don’t pressure her. She’s already trying, you’re not helping.”
Ignoring that guy (what does he know, anyway? He’s just some pervert who I bet frequents the underground panty store), I yell at Ralts insisting her to use her confusion. When I see no response, I draw as close as I possibly can to the battle and start yelling there instead.
“Don’t get that close! Pokémon are fighting there!” Patrick warns me.
“Aren’t you listening Ralts? Are you gonna let that small furry thing pummel you to submission? Have some pride! Use the damn confusion already! You’re level six for crying out loud!”
*FWOOSH*
A blue aura surrounds Ralts; and the Rattata which was about to tackle her again, stops dead on its track and starts levitating little by little. Its small claws try to grab the ground but they fail. Patches of grass and rocks around you start floating.
“W-wait, Ralts!”
I’m starting to float, too. My feet raise from the ground and start getting away; but I manage to maneuver to end up upside down so I can grab the root of a tree nearby. A mysterious force tries to draw me upwards; but I resist with all my strength. The Rattata isn’t having that much luck.
“Ralts! Stop! That’s enough! Patrick, help me!”
