Gray paused in shock, his emotionless facade crumbling for a second as the young boy released a quiet snicker. He immediately regained his composure, however, and Nidoran rolled with his kick, lashing around and jabbing his hind legs at the Pokemon once more.

[i]"...It's next move is Confusion. Command the move, and Ralts will feel it..."[/i] Gray's voice seemed to come from everywhere, and yet no where at all. If you were to pierce the darkness that shaded his face, you would see that his lips weren't moving. His stoic facade was set in stone.