[h2][color=darkturquoise]Devon the Totodile[/color] and [color=slategray]Nameless Thief Weavile[/color][/h2][b][Folio Town - Residential District][/b]

[@Ninian][@Shiny Keldeo]
Devon came grinding to a halt when Lilisette cried out, spinning around to face her with wide eyes. [color=darkturquoise]"Lilisette! Crap, hang on!"[/color] About to take off and free the partly frozen Kirlia, he also froze when he caught the still escaping thief in the side of his vision. A hard choice struck him. [color=darkturquoise][i]If I go and help Lilisette, he might get away....What should I do!? I want to help her but...If Ember loses that bag she'll have nothing left of her dad....[/i][/color]

Thankfully he didn't need to really make the choice. Ember showed up in a literal streak of light to free their trapped friend with a few hot Embers. Giving the now trio with the addition of Selena shortly after a thumb up, Devon returned his attention to the fleeing Weavile as he sprinted full speed down the path. [color=darkturquoise]"This way guys!"[/color]

His brown eyes flashed to every angle around the thief as he continued to give chase, desperate to find something to slow the weasel down.[color=darkturquoise][i]I can't hit him with my Water Gun...I gotta find some other way to stop him.....Uh....Aha! There![/i][/color]

The Totodile visibly perked up as he saw the perfect tool just near a building. A stack of barrels were sitting on a very weak looking bench right near the road. [color=darkturquoise][i]Perfect....Aim for the legs...[/i][/color]

Pulling his head back once again, [color=darkturquoise][DEVON used WATER GUN!][/color] A powerful stream of water blasted out of the small gator's maw and headed straight for the benches weak legs. The cold geyser of water impacted the wood structure, causing it to snap almost instantly. The barrels tumbled down from the bench and into the street, causing the Dark-type thief to have quite the difficult time getting around.

[color=slategray]"OH SHIT!"[/color] Was all the criminal could muster as he quickly tried to avoid the many barrels rolling towards him to no avail. One of the brown cylinders smacked right into him and brought him along for the ride for a good few rolls. Face planting to the ground and taking a shaky stand, the Ice-type made a sluggish get-away as he stumbled out of the field of barrels. Now moving at a much slower pace. A prime target for the kids attacks.  

Grinding for a second and jumping clear over one of the barrels as he made his way past, Devon hit the ground and kept running as he looked behind him and called back to his team mates. [color=darkturquoise]"Everyone, hit him with some ranged moves! All together!"[/color] Turning his head back to the thief, another jet of water came from between his jaws. The Water Gun directed to the dazed thief.