seeing the slyveon the boy felt himself wimper, beaten by a fairy type, that was ubserd. Now running in a circle he planned to run the foes out of stamina, though the newest addition might be harder to do. But when he noticed the other trainers he smiled, the idea of them helping was a relief and he then understood he slyveon was there to help. He smiled as he knew the fate of his opponents were brutal. "come on get them Pleeeease" the boy said feeling a peck on his lower back. "ooooooooooooooooow"