When the smoke cleared they were both gone and the Grunt triggered an alarm.
"Well, the Skitty is out of the bag now." Liam said. "by the way, remind me the give Trevor a though beating the next time we see him." Another Grunt showed up sending out an Ekans. "Ekans, Acid!"
 "Cynder, Flamethrower!" a jet of fire burned up the poison on contact.