[attr="class","sun"]One by One

I'm addicted to the panic

Within a matter of moments the Beeheeyem that was fighting against Zahak met it's end, as with a well placed Phantom Force, he knocked it out, causing it to tumble to the ground knocked out. Draco similarly caused his opponent to reach it's demise with a powerful Thunder Punch cracking across the sky, and paralyzing it. Immobilizing it long enough for him to use Extreme Speed, and send it crashing down, which meant the only one left Belus fighting his opponent. With the blades on his arms fully extended he was weaving attacks against his foe, keeping it on it's toes, but the Beeheeyem didn't last very long, as soon Zahak, and Draco descended upon him. With a Thunder Punch, and Phantom Force combo, followed up by a Psycho Cut whatever it had hoped for was cut short as it lay on the ground unmoving.

"That is good...I believe that is all of them..." He stated simply to the boy behind him, and his three Pokemon crowded around him, and he pat them on the head praising them for doing a good job. "I think we can go tell that farmer that he shouldn't be attacked for a while, if ever again. When you overpower an opponent so overwhelmingly like this, they will tend to give up." He stated as he pulled out his Pokeballs, and returned his three Pokemon. Adontis the entire fight had just been busy keeping the Wooloo in one spot, so they wouldn't scatter, and lose any. That was how well his Pokemon worked with him that even the smallest one knew they had a job to play, and did so without hesitation. "Let's go..." He smiled at Mason, and then made his way to the farmers house to report their success.

"You did well...Mason. I look forward to seeing you when you have more experience underneath your belt." He said so, promising talent was something he always kept his eye on. Perhaps this boy would go further than he initially thought, but that is how it always started.

There was never a time where someone was born great, greatness was achieved with hard work. Those who thought that you could just have everything given to you were the worst kinds of people in his mind. Everyone was working hard to achieve their dreams, and in that regard he was no different than this boy. Amor had his own dreams, and ambitions that he wanted to achieve one day, which is why he never made fun of those with their own, no matter how silly they seemed to be. They were to be respected in his opinion.