"So, kid, you done? Want to give in yet?" Brian breathed heavily. The guy was doing the same thing as he did to Ratface before: taunt him. An angry person would make rash decisions, mostly bad ones. The only way to effectively battle this strategy, was by staying calm. "Give in? No clue what you're talking about. Zoah has been in worse situations." The man's smile became a little less arrogant. "Let's keep at it then! Fletcher, Roost!" "Bad decision. Zoah, Confusion. Throw it in at the wall." Zoah's eyes turned blue, as the Fletchling began to behave strangely. They it was thrown backwards to a wall.
"Not bad. Lee, Karate Chop!" Brian grinned slightly. "Zoah. Iron Defense." "No! Lee, go faster!" The Sawk responded by dashing forward and knocking Zoah to the ground with Karate Chop before she could use Iron Defense. "Heh. You fell for it. Confuse Ray." The Bronzor's eyes changed into different colors, blue, red, purple, as it looked in Sawk's eyes. "Lee, get outta there!" Instead, the Sawk started to strangely. It punched himself in the face. "Looks like you were too late. Zoah, Psywave."
"You think? Fletcher, protect!" The Fletchling flew between Zoah and the Sawk, and got hit full force by Psywave. "Did you by any chance forget? Your Fletchling is weak. Tackle." Zoah moved closer to the falling Fletchling and hit it with her body. The Fletchling fell down to the ground, ko'd.
"Not bad," the man said as he recalled his Fletchling. "But we're not finished yet." Brian noticed that the Sawk got itself under control again, and that it was aching for battle. "Alright. We'll continue 1vs1."