“Yeah, thankfully. I realized that there was someone looking for a Haxorus on the trading forums I frequent, and they have one of the other Pokémon that I’m looking for in exchange,” he said, picking up the occupied Pokéball and pocketing it. Not too soon after he’d done this he then saw something flashing through the dirt.

And for some reason, even if he already had one of them, he decided, why not get it? Who knows?

“Mirana, after that!” he called to the Salazzle, who quickly gave chase to the Pawniard, hissing and spitting. Much as she wanted to release a Poison Gas at the thing, it wasn’t going to work. Instead, an attempt to Captivate the Pawniard came from the female lizard, and Lars wasn’t expecting the wild Pawniard to fall for the wiles of the Salazzle.

Wow, that was a lucky guess… he thought, before the Pawniard quickly retaliated with an attempt at Swords Dance, although there was a punch-drunk look on his face as it did so. Wasting no more time, the Salazzle continued the attack, releasing a powerful burst of Flamethrower right at the incoming Pawniard who was attempting an Iron Head attack.

One blast wasn’t enough, and another Flamethrower blast met the incoming dual-type, a loud shriek emanating from the Pawniard—was the attack extremely effective? Who knew?! Another Flamethrower attack finally subdued the Pawniard, before a red beam of light saved it from even more torture…