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A Hydreigon’s sense of smell had developed over time to compensate for the lack of sight it suffered, and it picked up on the scent of a Dragon-type. Not too far away, there was… a literal pile of goo slurping around on the grass. The sound caught Lars’s attention and there was a hopeful look in his eyes…

…only for it to be casted off as he realized that it wasn’t a Dratini or a Noibat, or any of the evolution lines.

“Alright, Lucan, you get this one,” he conceded, and with a cackle of malicious glee the Hydreigon released a blast of draconic energy from its mouth and its ‘hands’, so to speak.

The Sliggoo never saw the Dragon Pulse attack coming.

Caught by surprise by the blast coming from not one, but three heads, it let out a squeal as it was knocked down and away—with them heading on towards their next target, whatever it was going to be.

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The next thing they came across was something… that looked like it could turn into a disco ball, if given the chance. The Hydreigon was about to approach it with glee when Lars shook his head once more.

“No, Lucan. We’re here to learn the value of self-control. Now calm down and follow me,” he remarked firmly. He knew how much of a loose cannon this particular Pokémon of his was, and it was high time he took charge to correct the behavior before it got too insidious and had to be nipped in the bud as soon as possible.

The Hydreigon let out a grumbling little sigh, before eventually resisting the urge to attach the Boldore and move along.

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As if adding insult to injury, the final Pokémon that appeared was a Ralts.

However, he wasn’t sure how to tell if this was a male or female Ralts, because he knew there was someone who was looking for a Ralts so badly—he wanted to grant this person’s wish, so how was he going to go about this?

The Hydreigon let out a roar, before quickly charging up a Dragon Pulse attack—which absolutely did not touch a single hair on the Ralts’ head at all.

“Oy, what did I tell you?!” he remarked, resisting the urge to roll his eyes as Lucan realized his mistake a few moments later before getting blasted upside the head with a… wait, it was just as nuts, aiming a Psybeam at it! Chuckling softly, he continued, “Well, go on, recover from that snafu and I’ll forgive you,” and with that the Hydreigon charged forward, letting out a bellowing roar as he came down with a Crunch attack.

The Ralts had chosen the moment to wait for the Hydreigon to come close before using Draining Kiss as it approached, and wow did it hit hard on the Hydreigon. He heard a loud roar of shock, before grumbling as he came in for another Crunch attack.

Another Draining Kiss was thrown his way, and how else was he going to fight that off? It was pretty dumb, if he was being honest! Either way, the Hydreigon was reeling—so was the Ralts because of the Crunch attack—and a final Belching noise from Lucan sealed the Ralts’s fate.

Before he could go berserk on it, a red beam of light saved the Ralts from utter ruin—and Lars was making all manner of tsking noises at the Hydreigon while watching the Pokéball swallow up the Ralts.

“You… gotta work on your thinking there. Either way… nice work.”