Ezekial winced at the Boomburst, his ears ringing after the loud attack giving his proximity. This last effort to take down the larger pokemon was certainly a clever one; a bomber jet was useless on the ground and the same applied here.

Since Lotus had fainted and Ezekial had called back his other pokemon earlier, so that left little chance for him to do it himself. Still, he fumbled with a pokeball so he could at least try and call someone out so the whole plan wouldn't be for bust.

The Noibat had other ideas, though. She had taken something of a liking to the weird human even if she had attacked him at first. She was also tired of the Noivern who had always came and bullied her and her family away from the good fruit trees whenever they went out to feed. She squeaked and took flight, drawing closer to the two pokemon.

She flapped her tiny wings as hard as she could, blades of wind starting to dance under them before they started to circle the Noivern. The wind kept picking up until it was practically a tornado, multiple blades taking turns to slice and scrape at the other pokemon's thick skin. The attack was localized but powerful, making Ezekial lose his balance from the sucking force of the wind.

By the time it was over with, the Noibat collapsed on the ground, exhausted from the ordeal. That was the strongest attack she knew and it always took a lot out of her to use it. Ezekial picked the Noibat up and pulled her close to his chest, waiting for the powerful winds to disperse to see if that had taken out the Noivern.