Last Poke Ball Z...
Mike and his team had made the approach from the other side of the portal chamber, having left the Cave of Origin. Or so they'd thought, it was hard to tell. In any case, they'd been subject to numerous sludge and oil hazards on their way down, and it appeared that an old enemy was waiting for them. Most of the team stayed in the upper reaches of the cave, out of the way of the flames.
Samus, Mike's Blaziken, was one of the few that had pressed forward. She could take the heat, even given the fact that the enemy's Magcargo had left plenty of lava behind. What the Black Mage was doing still fighting down here she had no idea, but that wouldn't slow her at all. Rushing off in the direction of the enemy soldier, she reached out to grab the Black Mage's Omastar, as if commanding it to hang on. If she was to employ the full range of her moveset, she'd need everyone else to stay off the ground.
She hadn't placed the ownership of the voice behind the suit just yet, though it was oddly familiar. ...Wait. That's it! Now she remembered it! *So you couldn't cut it above ground, eh? Had to hide out down here like the worm you are!* That's it... Let her opponent's rage consume them...
