The forecast pointed to Musta falling to his foe, its desperate clash being too much to weather. However, the thong about forecasts is that they often fail to consider local conditions and unexpected anomalies. Anomalies such as pearl shaped explosions.

Oscar had raised his ring as the gabite showed itself, its jewel glowing with a technicolor light. Musta in turn began to violently transform, its body being encased within an Infinity Energy cocoon and emerging with a burst of raw power.

From there, Mustakrakish's True Form revealed itself.

With vitality restored the now mega-Musta lurched forward with its massive scythes to deliver a Brutal Swing. Its additional ability, Sand Force, would lend his attack even more power thanks to the Sandstorm.

Baron was determined keep up the boombursts to aid his ally, but Oscar would withdraw him from the battle. He raised Baron's pokeball so that Cian could see. "Yo Cian! Mustakrakish can win this fight on his own. This is a one on one battle now!"

It was only fair.

tl;dr
--Oscar Mega-evolved Garchomp, hoping the explosion caused by mega evolution will repel gabite.
--A revitalized Mega-garchomp tries to catch Gabite with Brutal Swing.
--Oscar withdraws Flygon to make the battle more even.

CIAN MAHER

The gabite was quick, dodging out of the way in the nick of time. Musta did not worry though, instead he kept his cool as he awaited his opponent's inevitable retaliation. As he predicted, the gabite would once again appear. Small as it was, this gabite had plenty of power behind its strikes. The Dragon Rush carved into Musta's scales, prompting him to jump back and strike with his scythes. The two's claws would clash briefly, a flurry of dancing blades raging like the storm that surrounded them.

It was a beautiful brawl, but it could not last. Someone had to be the victor, and Mustakrakish would not allow it to be anyone but him. He swung around unexpectedly, delivering an Aqua Tail to the enemy gabite. The attack hit true, sending it flying to the sandstorm. Musta prepared for the battle to continue, however after a brief moment of suspense the sandstorm would start to fade. The gabite had fainted.

As Oscar saw Musta standing triumphant, he would clasp his mouth and squeal through his gloves. Musta, surprised himself, let out a high pitched cackle of joy before composing himself. This did not stop Oscar from running onto the field and hugging his monstrous soldier so tightly that Musta had the air knocked out of him.  

"You beautiful fuckin' dragon! I knew you could do it!" Musta at first felt embarrassed by his master's unusual reaction to this victory, but after a few seconds he was just glad to have won a battle for once and returned the hug. His scythes ruined Oscar's suit jacket, but Oscar could not care less.

CIAN MAHER