"Ungh… There's plenty more where that came from!" Nemona laughed for her stomach growled after a bassy explosion exited her rumbling rump for she pumped a nasty barrage of flatulence on the unlucky trainers near her within the Paldea region, singeing their nose hairs. Several toots were loud and forceful, while other poots were soft and uncomfortably warm. And there were even ripe wet ones in between; regardless of what form her farts took, the one thing they had in common was their potency: each blast came equipped with a suffocating miasma that threatened to knock the wandering Pokemon out with Nemona laughing it all off. "Hoo boy~ that definitely is brewing more than I thought!"