Isla's two Pokemon seemed to work together fine enough.  Between a sand attack and a quick attack, they prevented a rather dangerous attack from landing on the Eevee.  Excellent.  Camila smiled at it, though she noticed a glance from Isla.   She didn't exactly seem happy or was that her imagination?  Shrugging that thought off, she watched as... Isla started to grab a Pokeball.  

Did she mean to catch it when it has hardly taken damage?  Curious.  

“Dancing! Swiper! Get ready to get rid of it!”  The girl ordered.

"Get ready to get rid of it?"  Camila muttered to herself.  Whatever did that mean?  With a raised eyebrow, she reached for a pokeball on her person.  The one containing the Pidgey she had caught earlier.  As Isla threw her Pokeball at the Heracross, Camila released the bird pokemon from it's sphere.

"Giii!"  It cried out as was freed from it's ball, hopping along the ground to catch it's bearings.  It looked to it's trainer after doing so, ready for orders it seemed.  "Pidgey, if and when that Heracross escapes from the Pokeball, use Brave Bird on it."  She told the Pokemon that took to the air and started to fly around, ready to strike.