The brunette headed woman let out a deep, exhausted sigh as she sent her bruised Marshtomp back to the silence of his pokeball. A solemn look of defeat plastered across her once cute and lively cheeks. The only thing left for her to do now was to pay out the victor. No doubt it'd hurt her wallet, though it was her only choice.

"Hrf.. So how much do you want?" She replied roughly, arms crossed below her breast, her brows furrowed in pure annoyance.