[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/220809/e705abd5202fccdd2ae4b5fa42a01a54.png[/img][/center] [center][color=0076a3][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] Sawyer [@Vertigo], Fiona [@Psyker Landshark], Nordrin [@Yankee][/center] Seemed like the police didn't have this handled, even by number standards, judging by the amount of them strewn across the ground. The medical degree he had screamed to check them over, but judging by the screams and explosions he was needed more elsewhere. Normally he liked to have more of an idea of what was going on before throwing his team in, but time was a luxury they didn't have today if the smoke rising from the lab was anything to go by. He turned to look at Sawyer as the normal type leader arrived, [color=0076a3][b]"Nothing good."[/b][/color] There would be time for questions later though. He had no idea how many of them were going to show up, most of the gym leaders were probably watching Iris' fight. At least Nordrin was present too. Four of them should be enough, hopefully. Following the sound of Fiona's shouting it was easy enough to find the source. The middle of the street was a mass of Pokémon and a number of thugs. Confusion crossed his face at the strange Pokémon that stood in front of them. It looked like Jem, his own Bisharp, but also...not. He shook it off and gave the flying type leader a nod of acknowledgement. At the very least he knew the kinds of weaknesses something like that had, using dark types of his own. He pulled his own teams pokeballs from his belt and released them into the fray. [color=0076a3][b]"Apollo sweep a Flamethrower across those things! Roswell, Jem, Shanni get up close and personal!"[/b][/color] It had been a while since he'd had to command his whole team at once, but thankfully they hadn't forgot how to work together. [color=0076a3][b]"Zhanna, you get up high, Nasty Plot, and then hit them with a Dark Pulse,"[/b][/color] he ordered the Hydregion that had stuck close to him for the time being. [color=0076a3][b]"And Blythe, you know what to do."[/b][/color] The Zoroark snickered and slunk around the side of the battle to no doubt go cause problems with his illusions. He knew to come back if things started getting too hairy. Just who the hell were these guys and what did they want?