"Lionel, you and I'll be our rear guard. Basically, we stop anyone from coming from the sides or behind, as well as trying to provide some support from the back." Both Dray and Rebel didn't seem to happy with getting less action, but they didn't protest. Lionel, however, was relieved, and so were Ms. Mime and Tristan. Then there was the Flygon of Emerald. Lionel stared again at the Poke Ball in his hand. A...a Flygon, huh... "T-that's completely a-alright with me, S-Sarcus." Lionel replied, ignoring the glances Rebel and Dray gave him. "M-maybe Ms. Mime can h-help the team by putting up a R-Reflect or a Light S-Screen too..."