All three of Zhanna's heads grumbled angrily as the Alakazam protected itself from the onslaught that came it's way. Even so the Steelix was still Isaiah's bigger concern now, especially when the hooded figure ordered it to Earthquake in the middle of the damn city. For the first, and only time, this battle he was grateful that the Steelix seemed to be more feral as it disregarded the order. Didn't mean Roswell was happy as he got clipped by it's next attack and nearly sent sprawling into the dust.
As the last of the goons scuttled off Isaiah huffed out a single irritated breath as the admin continued to taunt them. He had no idea what was in the briefcase, but this guy sure seemed smug about getting his hands on it. As the smoke grenade hit the ground a growl left Roswell as the Obstagoon went to leap into the haze earning a sharp, "Stop!"
from Isaiah. "Get over here,"
he called to the rest of his team as the smoke was dispersed by Fiona's Salamence.
Thankfully it didn't look like Zhanna or Shanni were much worse for wear, though Roswell looked scuffed in a few more places. "Great job, get some rest,"
he gave each a quick pat before withdrawing them. He'd get them to a center shortly.
He turned his attention to Fiona. "Professor might have an idea since it seems like they stole something of hers."
The explanation about how the flying type leader and the hooded figure were connected would probably come out in whatever meeting they were going to be forced into. As would what was stolen, hopefully. They'd had far too many problems come out of the past few weeks. First Ryker and now this. The pessimistic side of him, which was most of him a lot of the time, said that they were just getting started with whoever these people were which meant more problems for them. Lovely.
A subtle roll of his eyes was the only response she got to her comment. Hawthorne got a nod of acknowledgement as she stepped outside, confirmed, that some kind of research got taken, and ordered them to the Pokémon center. What those assholes wanted with it was another question. Those seemed to be piling up and Isaiah didn't like it."Keep me updated,"
he generally spoke to the other gym leaders there, "I'm going to help with the mess."
There were still police officers either finding their feet or unconscious in the dirt and he was a doctor before anything else.