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The first cut pushes him back a little, forcing him to his knee and leaves a fresh rip in his doll like surface. He braces for the next attack, a shadow ball forming in the space in between them, the swirling energies aren't expected to get far only to intercept the next attack and absorb the part of the damage, giving him time to retort. More than that the pokemon hopes that the dispersal of the energies will cause damaging splash back on the psychic type thanks to their proximity to one another.

"So you choose to be a stepping stone rather than a bench mark?" it's a questioned asked more of herself, a solidification of what he's saying in terms she can better relate it too. She's never been graded on a curve, it's something she understands the concept of but applying it to a real world challenge of any kind is foreign to her. "I can understand that." though she still thinks it defeats the purpose of the gym challenge she can accept it, most people need to be made to think their goal is obtainable through easier means at first to keep them striving for it. "But how do you decide which part of the curve an individual is on? For example you were very quick to turn off the visual aid for me what made you decide I didn't need it?" she doesn't think he was wrong in his assessment. She's curious however. "What if I were just very good at pretending to be an amateur and you perceived it wrong would you correct it on the next battle but still give them the badge despite it?"

The sucker punch winds up and the Banette takes the dive, pushing off the ground and following behind the exploding shadow ball, maneuvering to prevent what's left of the psycho cut from stopping him and it's evident in the rip on his shoulder as he looks to make contact with the psychic type. H's cackling a ghostly laugh, the eery banette grin plastered on his face. He's enjoying having fun.

ALEXANDER STONE :'D Yell at me when i take this long man