Martin felt the treatment of a feared warrior who toppled a kingdom. This little game was over, and it was going to be disappointing, but time to go back to reality. For this effort, there was a Pokemon up ahead for him to take a look at. The path was long, with the walls being high, but not hard to get out of. Eventually he came to his prize, a green Pokemon with a leaf on it's back. Martin pulled out his Pokedex, waiting to read what was in front of him. Sounded like Bulbasaur, which was a grass type. What a let down, all of this work for a- wait a second. It was a Grass/Poison type. This could be salvaged, he can make this work. The Pokemon was getting ready for a fight. Trapped in a corner, with nowhere to go. This was going to be nice and easy.
"Nincada, there's our target. Go easy on it and weaken that Bulbasaur. One Scratch should be enough." Nincada gave a nod, looking over it's opponent. He ran forward, claws raised for a hit. Yet, it tried to hold back on his own power, something that most likely just wasn't going to happen. Martin was preparing to throw a pokeball at Bulbasaur after it got hit. Assuming he didn't disappoint himself by one hit knocking out Bulbasaur. A second choice should help him get deeper in the woods next time.