Napoleon sent the little magby flying into its master and with a hearty thud against a tree. The fire type was clearly fainted and unable to battle any longer. "A brat like you? How? Inconceivable!" Yelled the goon withdrawing his pokemon. "With friendship and trust that's how. Now scram before I call the Scarmory that has all your peon butt buddies scared stiff over here. It was then the goon Tyler had been battling noticed what was going on around him. He saw the Scarmory and stood up strait from the ground. "No need. No need. I'm gone." With that the Cipher goon left without a single look back. Tyler then approached the frightened Bulbasaur. It had receded into a bush away from the battle. "Its okay you can come out now." Said Tyler softly to the grass pokemon. Bulbasaur popped its head out of the brush and checked it's surroundings. Noticing it really was okay it stepped out. It seemed fine for a moment until it put what seemed like to much weight on an injured leg. Tyler saw it was burned and scooped it up quickly. Carefully yet swiftly Tyler made his way to Micheal where Marie had an injured pokemon too. "This Bulbasaur has a nasty burn on one leg."