the final hit turns on a switch on the kommo-o, reminiscent of its history with rocket's bloodthirsty regime.

the old adage of an injured dragon being more dangerous than a healthy one rings. navy's pokemon brings it close to the edge where threat levels of its target overcomes its own, bringing out a deep-seated instinct of survival to fight to the inch of its life.

kyle recalls his pokemon before it hurts itself.

"i should've told them to switch targets, i guess." kyle takes out a pokemon to replace the kommo-o. "oh well."

poison seeps in through the obstagoon's thick pelt when it appears back on the field. enduring the nausea from the toxins, it looks around and goes to help the granbull.

"metronome, jagen!"

too many resources were spent on the garchomp, but it is what it is. it couldn't possibly be the best decision, but in the heat of the moment, priorities have to be followed.

the last ditch effort of the champion activates. metronome answers the call for luck. power split activates, dampening the blows that the granbull suffers. with its newfound burst of strength, it kicks itself off from the garchomp's grip and slumps on the ground to catch its breath.

the obstagoon, who had been coming to the fairy-type's aid, readies a night slash on the dragon. poison fuels its guts, overcompensating with the disadvantage with the force behind its attack.