The Dodrio was quicker, and it managed to catch the ball that Vilu had hit, despite him hitting it hard, the bird was able to leap high into the sky, and catch it. Vilu returned to Amor's side, and was moping a little bit, but he pet the reptile on it's crest, and just smiled at him. He had done his best, and that was all Amor could ask for.

"Don't worry about it Vilu...We will have more chances to go." A gentle smile on his lips as he spoke affectionately to his Pokemon, he was about to send out the next one, but when he looked he saw that Tismet was already up at the plate, being impatient since he had lost to that Ledian. Every day Tismet was training, the Kommo-o was going far harder than he usually did, and while it impressed Amor it also worried him a bit. Though when the other man asked if he was ready, and then tossed the ball, Kommo-o took his kata stance, and when the ball was in range he began to strike.

It wasn't just one hit, it was two, three, four, eight, sixteen, and then finally thirty-two hits on the ball as Tismet used Close Combat to annihilate the ball, and send it screeching overhead as hard as he possibly could. The moment his attack had finished he began to rush towards the bases hoping that he had hit it hard enough that the Sir'fetched would have no chance of catching it.

"Go Tismet! Amor cheered on from the sidelines, while Draco, and Vilu both roared on trying to cheer their comrade on as well. How successful it would be had yet to be seen, but every little bit would help, at least they hoped so.

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Amor watched as the Sir'fetched did his best in order to grab the ball, but it's blade was broken into so many pieces by Tismet's powerful fists. And when he rounded the last base, and came back to homeplate he let out a victorious roar. Beaming with pride at his trainer he walked up with his scaled fist, and Amor fist bumped the proud dragon. Obviously it was always a great feeling to have when you succeeded, but it wasn't time for them to relax yet. The score was simply tied, and they wanted to win. So when he called his last Pokemon out to the field Draco stepped up to the plate.

"Yeah Tismet...Tismet gets intense when he gets competitive..." Amor explained as the Martial Dragon stood behind him, and had his arms folded proudly across his chest.

The Dragonite loomed over the plate, and he saw the Whimsicott in the background he wasn't terribly impressed by it, that draconic pride was showing, and when the ball was thrown his way, he wasted no time. His fist was electrically charged already the same way it was, when he fought in battle. And he smashed into the small white orb that was the center of this game, and then sent it soaring out into the field. Draco rarely failed Amor, and he didn't intend to do that here either. Just like Tismet, he wanted to bring his trainer victory no matter what shape or form that took.

So when the ball was soaring through the air, Draco took off using his Extreme Speed in the hopes that he would be to fast for the other Pokemon to react, and catch the ball before he made it back to the plate where he started. Though it was all up to chance, he would do his best.

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So far they had scored two points thanks to the combined efforts of Tismet, and Draco, and now it was their turn to be out in the field. Vilu wanting to make up for his earlier blunder was out in the field now waiting for his trainer to throw the ball. Now that they had seen all of each others team it would be interesting to see how well that Whimsicott did since it appeared to be incredibly lazy, but that wasn't for Amor to judge. So at the urging of the other trainer Amor threw the ball as hard as he could, but for a Pokemon that wasn't hard enough, and it was swiped by the opposing leaf blade.

When it was hit it soared into the field towards Vilu, who was running hard to catch it, but it was to no avail as the ball simply disappeared over the horizon, and into nothing. There wasn't anything Vilu could do as it was far over his head, and thus he hung his head low as he realized that he had cost his trainer another point. Walking up to Amor, the silver haired trainer just laughed a little, and patted him on the back.

"Don't sweat it buddy, next time you will be much better at this game, so go take a rest until we are done." He told his Sceptile who slunk away seemingly cheered up by his trainers words, and as the Sir'fetched rounded the last corner, and scored a point for the enemy team. Amor sighed a bit, because now the score was tied two to two, but it wouldn't stay that way very long. "Alright Tismet you're up next!" He told the martial dragon who quickly sprinted out to the field, and took his position.

"Alright good luck next batter!" He exclaimed getting a little excited as he chucked the ball at Angelo's next batter, and waiting to see how it turned out.

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With the score now tied Tismet was going to do his best to get the next pokemon out so that they could rally back. That was the strategy he would knock their opponents down a notch, and then Draco would bring them victory as he so often did. At least that is what he thought, but the moment the Dodrio kicked the ball hard into the air, and sent it soaring straight into the sky it put their strategy in flames as the ball soared high over head, and it was far out of Tismet's grip, not to mention that even if he had managed to catch it that three headed bird was far to fast for him to even attempt to capture, or tag. Groaning at the fact that he had cost them a chance at a lead Tismet left the field slightly dejected, but Amor just smiled at his Dragon, and pat him on the back.

"Hey, it's not over yet, we can still pull this back. So none of you give up." Amor stated simply to them, and at that Tismet nodded, and joined Vilu as his final Pokemon took to the field. His Dragonite. Draco understood that he was needed to tie this up so that they wouldn't lose, and if that is what it took, then so be it. Snorting into the air a little annoyed at the other two, but he wouldn't say that outloud. Amor wouldn't like him being mean to the others.

So when Angelo's final batter took his place at the home plate, it was that Whimsicott, and Amor hoped that it's lazyness would pervade it's ability to play, and so he threw the ball as hard as he could, while Draco waited in the outfield for the ball to come his way, he had already beaten this Whimsicott once, so unless it had some strange move he wasn't aware of, he hoped that he could beat it again.

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And with that powerful Hurricane it sealed the fate of the game, no matter how fast Draco was, no matter if he could summon his own Hurricane it was pointless because the ball was sent straight up into the air, and with that their chance of victory, or a tie slipped away. Draco just stood dumbfounded as the little cotton ball drifted lazily from base to base, and easily continued until he reached home plate again. Draco just stood there dumbfounded, he had let Amor down, he had cost him a victory, and the Dragonite was visibly upset at his blunder for underestimating what he viewed as an easy opponent. He slowly walked up to his trainer, wings hanging sadly from his back, and looking down at the ground. In all of their battles Draco had rarely lost, perhaps that is why he forgot what this feeling felt like.

Amor seeing how depressed his Dragonite was, just pat him on the back. Vilu, and Tismet gathered around all three of them with their tails drooping, and Amor just laughed a little, and pat each of them on the crest of their heads.

"Guys it's okay, it was just a game, don't take the loss so hard. As long as we had fun that is all that matters, right? So perk up, and let's be sportsman like, and shake their hands. Come on you three." Amor said to his dejected dragons, who nodded, and followed him in a line. Waiting for his opponent to come meet him, he held out his hand with a brilliant smile on his lips. "It was a good game, and it seems my Dragons needed the lesson, so double thank you." He stated to Angelo. "My name is Amor, since we haven't properly introduced ourselves to one another yet." He chuckled a little.

(Angelo wins!)