Shalin threw her hands in the air. "Y-y-you..." she stammered. "You do you!" She would have preferred if the Espeon kept using the weak attack over and over again. Both would get what they wanted: Priam would get cold hard cash, and Shalin would get the points she needed.

The buzzer would cut off further conversation, as would the hum of Queen Zing's wings. Rather than go for the throat like she did last time, this time the Beedrill was content to zip around the Espeon. Propelled by her TAILWIND, its gusts might blow the psychic-type off his feet.

Were Espeon really that small normally? Perhaps she was used to the enormous size of her own Shiny squad a bit too much...

With the incredible power of the Espeon's mind, gravity sharply intensified, making it impossible for the saddle-wearing Shiny Beedrill to stay in flight. It was a crippling blow, and one that even Mega Evolution could not fix. Despite her Pokémon's plight, Shalin's arms remained idle, leaving her Mega Circlet alone for the moment.

With the wasp down to slow ground movement, all she could do was raise her foreleg stings and shoot a TWINEEDLE volley at her foe. She raised the spears to a higher angle to compensate for the higher gravity. Those needles, while not as strong as the barb on her rear, could still imbibe the purple Pokémon with quite a bit of venom!

The wall of treasure not only completely blocked the Beedrill's venomous assault, but the high gravity made the coins strike harder, several being lodged between plates of her carapace. They began to grind away at her as her entire body shook from the recoil of her own wings. Shalin had to do something, or she was going to take a loss and never be able to catch Ollie on the rankings.

Raising her right hand to her MEGA CIRCLET, Shalin showered her Beedrill with the light of MEGA EVOLUTION, the golden objects falling off her as she assumed her apex form. Though it took quite the effort to do so, she had limited flight capability in her Mega Evolved form, even in the high gravity field. Hovering low to the ground, she extended her FELL STINGER a second time, determined to pluck the Espeon with it and ravage it with the pain of burning venom.

Witnessing the PSYCHIC blast detonate, Shalin knew it was over; the coins not only blocked her stinger, but slammed her to the ground, belly-up. Without even waiting for the Pokémon to revert, the Captain recalled her. Her run was over. She just had to hope her last few points would hold against Ollie.

"Guess that's it for me," Shalin said, stepping forward to shake Priam's hand again. "If only there were more time in the tournament, I'd offer you a rubber match. I like your Sygna Suit, though; if you want to meet up after the tournament, I can show you mine!" Regardless of arrangements, the tired Captain would turn the match slip in and sit in the commons, awaiting the tallying of the competitors' points...