The hint of a wicked smile appeared on Samantha's face. Her eyes remained still and lifeless. She put a hand on her hip but kept where she was. "That bitch doesn't care about any of us. We're all less than ants in her eyes." Her raised brow that suggested contempt for the woman as much as her words spoke that contempt plainly.
	"Samantha!" Asuna shouted but composed herself to be quiet. "That's Tristan Aeros. He was just trying check up on Ms. Shade for Lady Fairfax. We're on the same side."
	Her voice was pleading and exasperated. Samantha's gaze didn't so much as twitch from Tristan's. She pressed her lips together and clenched her jaw. She blinked twice as she considered what to say.
	"Fine," she said with a shallow sigh and a raised brow. "Whatever." Her hand came up in a dismissive motion. "You're dismissed," she added and waved the back of her hand toward Tristan. 
	Her wicked smile grew in an instant and this time it showed in her eyes. She reached down to touch the Espeon on its head, but there was a male Meowstic that had appeared on her other side. It's eyes flashed a deep purple and streaks of psychic energy shot toward Tristan's bubble from all around and simultaneously. At the same time, a loud gong rang deep above their heads. The underside of a Bronzong was lowering down upon them. At its center was a growing orb of flashing metallic energy.
	The Psyshock and Gyro Ball would certainly test the Gardevoir's Reflect. They also knew exactly how to take advantage of hiding themselves psychically so as to catch even other psychic Pokemon off-guard.
	A single laugh escaped from Samantha as her, Asuna, and her Pokemon disappeared as the attacks would land. Notably, they weren't touching the Espeon when they Teleported. In the briefest of moments, Samantha taunted her and her Pokemon's immense skill to an Elite Four member. And it amused them.