At the sound of her entrance, Hara raised her fist in the air and took in the appreciation of the crowd. A crowd! She was hardly even starting as a trainer and here she was getting cheered on by fellow trainers. The thought of being an idol, nay a hero, to these smaller boys and girls as they continue to train and thrive sent a surge of dopamine into her brain. Growlithe had long since attuned to the way his trainer felt about battles and with his upper half lowered and his bushy tail pointed up as if ready to pounce. The dopey eyes of the oafish dog glazed over with a cool, collected focus as it gauged it's foes and sized them up. In a matter of seconds the two of them had gone from foolhardy fighters-to-be into a well-oiled machine working in perfect tandem.

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Hara looked to her partner as she fumbled to get them started. Luckily they where on the offensive, exactly where she wanted to be. The anchor had begun to spin at a surprising speed, one that was perhaps easily evoided but none-the-less astonishing. Hara nodded to her pokemon and he kept up with the ghastly sea-pokemon, hoping and skipping along just behind him, ready to counteract any attacks that might come in with a feirce roar. Hara took the initiative from here.

"Now, bite that sucker!" The blaring command boomed from Hara's chest and flared out into an echo from the intensity of it's commanding presence, her finger pointed directly at the Serviper and a sinister smile matching her ruthless intentions as she did.

Growlithe took no time at all to accept her orders, and as soon as he heard the words the tiny dog picked up speed and flew in with it's mouth wide open. Unfortunately, it's eyes were closed and it missed it's mark by a longshot which Hara cursed at. The dog's mouth snapped shut with a loud snap as he now stood directly infront of a towering beast.