Even though the blows were severe, the Sandile managed to hang on, biting down harder in rage. The Sandile had became infuriated, and gained the upper hand on Ralts. With the Ralts still trapped in its jaws, it swung it around, hitting it against the ground with tremendous force. Sandile then threw it against the wall, head first, now that it had barely enough energy to get up, it went in for another blow. [color=a0410d]"Sandile, Pursuit!"[/color] 

At the command, the Sandile ran to catch up, shrouding itself in pure dark energy, and ran like a bullet, and hit the Ralts back against the dirt wall, leaving an imprint. [color=a36209]"I believe, it's your turn."[/color]