"Well, somebody's gotta clean up." I said , shrugging while admiring Celes'... well, rage. And Kamina's psychotic fury. Meanwhile, the Pidgeotto was busy focusing on Spruce and the converted Eevee - knowing they were screwed on either side, I hovered over to them rather quickly. My ring of Pokes had disappeared, though I had a funny feeling they'd be back. "Let's clip that guy's wings - he's too high." And so, I tried chucking my can again. Unfortunately for me, it had suddenly gained immense weight. I let it go swiftly before it had a chance of dragging me down with it. [i]Well, it's not like that was going to work.[/i] Doing this the old-fashioned way seemed to be the only option. "Ah, hell." I muttered, rubbing my magnets together (somehow in this place), sending a Thunder Wave towards Pidgeotto. Oddly, the wave was red and vicious, and I felt a bit of a jolt. I personally blame this world for it, though... it seemed somewhat familiar, I guess.