People These Days…
Aaron looked smugly confident in his ability to win. His Vespiquen, honeycomb skirt hovering slightly above the floor and invisible servants buzzing faintly around her, seemed to share the same notion.
Lena tapped the quick ball at her side, the last with the button at its center still faintly glowing. The blue-and-yellow stripes marked it as a quick ball, generally only able to catch a weak Pokemon. It would have to do.
She pulled the sphere off of its magnetic clip, fingering the button nervously before saying, "Steelwing, go!" Immediately red light formed in the center of the arena, and Lena, looking up at the ceiling, was glad that it was so high. Steelwing would need every inch of the twenty feet.
Aaron looked back and forth at the huge mass of red light that finally materialized into a seventeen-foot-tall, silver-and-blue behemoth, its chest studded with a huge diamond.
His mouth fell open, his body swayed slightly and his knees gave out, bringing him to kneel on the arena's smooth stone floor. Vespiquen looked close to fainting from shock at the monstrosity.
"What?" Lena asked, all innocence, as she leaned against the tree-truck-sized leg. "Haven't you ever seen a Dialga before?"
Then she straightened up, pointed at the Vespiquen, and said, "Crush 'er, Steel!"
The Dialga did something that could only be interpreted as a shrug, recognizing the command as something you wouldn't find in a moveset but knowing she could do it anyway. Then she reared up, the spikes on her head scraping long gouges on the ceiling, and her huge paws crashed down on the shocked Vespiquen below.
Aaron had just enough energy to recall his badly damaged Vespiquen before he fainted, collapsing backwards on the floor.
Lena looked at him, disgust evident.
"People these days," she said. "You'd think they'd never seen a legendary before."
Aaron revived just enough to hear the Dialga growl something that sounded a lot like, "I agree."
Then he blacked out again.