Sophia Danvers
Sophia stood there, speechless, for a second. How dare this girl laugh at her? First Oscar had called her skills a party trick, and now this? How many psychics had the newcomer even met, anyway? "Wh-What?!" she spluttered once she could bring herself to speak. "Oh come on, admit it, that would have been impressive if Gothita hadn't messed it up." Gothita rolled her eyes at the trainer.
What was this? The girl had just backed out of Oscar's challenge... Now it was Sophia's turn to laugh. "Seriously? You're just that sure of yourself, huh? So it has nothing to do with type disadvantage at all?" She folded her arms. Her usual contemptuous smirk spread across her face. "It's almost a shame. Your face would have been a picture."