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[center][color=0076a3][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] Sawyer [@Vertigo], Fiona [@Psyker Landshark], Nordrin [@Yankee][/center] 
At least they'd figured something out, that the weird looking bug-like creatures were weak to fire. Isaiah waved a vaguely apologetic hand in Nordrin's direction since his team were trying to put the fires out. They had far more important things to worry about at the moment, the damage would be assessed when they had kicked these weirdos out of the city. His team was doing mostly fine from what he could tell, though his up front brawlers had clearly taken a beating already. Thankfully they were all bulky in their own right, or he would've had to pull them back that much sooner.

He went to command Apollo for a second flamethrower when the so called 'prototypes' were withdrawn. Whoever this overdramatic shit was he appeared to be the leader in some capacity. His mention of a boss gave Isaiah a brief pause. Obviously these were at least somewhat coordinated attacks, but that all but confirmed that there was something bigger going on here. What that was, he had no idea.

Whatever conversation the 'leader' was having with Fiona went entirely over his head as he ordered Roswell to Lash Out at the retreating enemy Pokémon. The Alakazam he released was worth his attention though as his brow furrowed in confusion. [color=0076a3][b]"What the hell did they do to it?"[/b][/color] He muttered under his breath more to himself than anyone else. He could handle a psychic type though, his whole team was effective against them and wouldn't be touched by most of its attacks. Or at least that's how it should be, but the black tornadoes that tore through indiscriminately didn't seem to care about that.

[color=0076a3][b]"Shit,"[/b][/color] that wasn't what he'd expected as he recalled half his team, the sheer defense of his other team members being the only thing to keep them up. [color=0076a3][b]"Shanni back to me,"[/b][/color] he called out to the Tyranitar as the Steelix was thrown out. He couldn't Earthquake in the middle of the city and the last thing he wanted was for her to her hit with a massive steel attack. That left Roswell and Zhanna to try and deal with these things along with whoever else was still up.

He just hoped that they were still weak to the usual since the attacks these Pokémon had access to didn't follow the rules. "Zhanna Dark Pulse again, aim for the Alakazam!" He didn't wait to see if she followed his order, he knew she would, and turned to Roswell. The Obstagoon was looking worse for wear after that hit, but still looked determined to fight. [color=0076a3][b]"Roswell, Brick Break on the Steelix, but keep light on your feet, don't let that thing hit you!"[/b][/color]