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The arms would be pulled from, removing the lock as Robby came forward. Issei ducked back, letting Robby's weight shoot forward and he'd utilize his leg and arms to push Robby in a sort of shove to shove him away, or at least enough off of Issei for Issei to escape, which he would do, or at least try.

The attacks collided and exploded, because that's how physics works and Trubbish would fire a Sludge attack at Roast.

“Right, which way to go?” Salieri asked as she jogged in place, now outside of the facility they had just been in. The area was a wide open patch of dirt, in the center of all the above ground facilities. Above them were portion of the ceiling still suspended by far away pillars and walls, but they were unstable. She had started towards the exit when something else had come to mind:

“We should find Wayne, right? I have no idea what happened to him after that crash-“
Liuye held up his hand to silence Salieri, who promptly shut up. He could hear footsteps coming after them. Familiar ones. As they closed in, Chen Zhen could hear them as well. [It’s Topper,] growled the grass monkey as he and the others turned around.

Salieri saw the Watchog running at them with a full force tackle, something she recognized as the Pursuit attack Liuye Dao used. Bill was nowhere to be seen. It seemed that he couldn’t make it out of the garbage disposal like his agile pokemon could. Salieri was disappointed: she really wanted to kick his a**. It’s like a goddamn Terminator! Never knows when to quit. Alright then, let's show this inferior trash what it means to be on the path of a master!

“Mount the offensive!”

Liuye Dao waited for the Watchog to get in closer before leaping up with a horizontal chop to the throat. With the motion, a Thunder Wave would shoot out like a lightning serpent at Topper. He had learned well the speed of lightning from the powerful Thunderbolts from before. Coming in full speed at point blank range, dodging would be nearly impossible, let alone stopping.

Of course, Liuye Dao planned to take the attack head on in order to increase his chances of success. The damage from Pursuit would be negligible, considering his extreme resistance to Dark attacks. And now that he was facing down his opponent, he wasn’t susceptible to the double damage normally found in Pursuit thanks to hitting the victim in the back during an escape. If he didn't give it all he had, he knew Topper would just keep coming at them until they couldn't run anymore.

As for Chen Zhen, the monkey had disappeared into the earth using Dig. There was no hole left behind him, as the Pansage had learned to close it up during the process. Instead, all that left a trace of him was the slightly lighter colored dirt that had been dug up forming a patch. He was now tunneling underground, waiting for the right moment to be of assistance to Liuye Dao.

Sal clenched her fist and thrust it in front of her in a short uppercut while grinning. She knew it was a real fight, and she knew she should take it more seriously. But the thrill of battle...it fired her up like nothing else. In fact, for some reason, the rush of it all brought her mind back to the morning, when she had first entered the Dreamyard...

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“Sometimes, a journey is started without a set purpose. Many jump at the call to adventure without a meaning, just eager to live. But those exposed to their dreams can find what their hearts truly desire.” The old lady turned to Sal. “There are others who may have a dream already. But even then, they could still be confused. The world around us impacts our dreams just as our hearts do. They may not realize that what they want is not what they are after.”

“Well I’m not either of those.” Salieri jabbed her thumb to her chest and put her other hand onto her hip, a confident flash of determination crossing her face. “I’ve got a dream already, lady. I’m the type of girl who knows what I want. You can add that to your list too. Where does my type of person stand?”

The old lady perked up her head, her smile growing a little. Now she really looked like the grocery store owner. “That type of person has no need to dream. For them, their dream is just the path they walk. And that type of person does not have a purpose here. Which makes me curious, child, as to why you came to the Dreamyard.”

Salieri was taken aback by the old lady’s answer. The Battle Girl lowered her hands to her sides and pouted slightly “I have a dream. I’m gonna get my family’s gym back and be the best gym leader this world has ever known! I’m already on the path of my dream. These ruins are just a detour.”

“Interesting,” the old lady responded in mild amusement. “A girl who walks the path of a waking dreamer, yet came to a place of ruined dreams for answers.” Sal’s brow furrowed. “You say this place is useless to you, yet you linger anyway in hopes that it will help you. Perhaps the path you walk is leading you astray?”

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The teaching sting of failure, the sweet taste of victory. She couldn't help but enjoy herself by engaging in such a primal display of ability. Now she was fighting at full force. Whatever came next was what her training had amounted to. It was time for herself to see if she was worthy. They say that people come here to look for answers to their dreams? Fine then! I'll see if my answer lies in the heart of battle!

"Watch it, critter," she warned with a guttural growl unfitting for a teenage girl, all while grinning like a madwoman with amber eyes shining ferociously. "You're treading on my personal space now, and I'm a very territorial girl."

Reversing Robby's leg lock was easy, as he didn't have the positioning to lock anything. So, Issei quickly reversed it and pushed and rolled his way free before Robby crushed him and he'd turn as he climbed up to his feet, finally free of the obese lad's ground battle.

"Jesus, he weighs a ton!" shouted Issei.

The wing attack came and Trubbish managed to notice it and he snapped out of confusion as he released a Venoshock at the zero distance, trading the wing attack for it, basically.

***

((All chance rolls courtesy of random.org.))

Topper took the thunder wave as he dove into Liuye, jumping up to force the blade to be level with a differnent area, in other words his torso instead of his neck.

As the two collided he'd charge up two Focus Blasts at the zero distance, in other words, far too close for either target to dodge. Of course, he'd expect a similar tactic from Liuye but it didn't matter now, just hit hard and take him out, that was the goal.

Meanwhile, underground, Bill was running through the series of halls to the stairs that would lead him to the surface. Each step would normally agonize a person but for him it was nothing. He was a well trained man, having toned his body with training and increased his stamina and endurance to the human peak. He was a man who could go on for hours after normal athletes collapsed.

So, as he reached the top of the stairs and arrived at the topside he'd survey the scene for the battle.

((Hey, Robert, I'm taking D-Vee outta the match unless you wanna start telling him what to do [not that he listens]. I don't like 2 on 1 matches, 'cause it gets all confusing. 1 on 1 is more my thing. Plus, Trop is online a lot more than I am [although I should be around more], and I don't wanna keep you from your fight. ))

D-Vee did what he could to block the attack, activating Protect in time, but his health was so low it was more of a flickered shield. He wasn't one to be defeated easily, but his overall morale was low enough as it was. Combining the nightmare he had endured with his resistance to Eunmi being his trainer, he was lucky his rage got him so far.

His knees buckled momentarily until he collapsed.

"Sm..eargle...smear..."

* * * * *

Eunmi had missed her target, and suddenly there wasn't any ground beneath her anymore. When she landed on the ground, even she was surprised at how fast her reflexes were when she found she was unscathed. She pushed off the ground to stand up, immediately meeting the woman's gaze. Dali, unfortunately, had fallen quite unskillfully and struggled to roll onto his feet. It made everything about how cool Eunmi could have looked just pitiful.

"Hello?" Eunmi said suspiciously. She wasn't sure where Henrietta had ended up, but she didn't want to waste time if she could help it. From what she saw, Henrietta wasn't fairing well in her fight... at all.

With paralysis there was a one in four chance that you would get paralyzed. Luckily for Topper, he had yet to be crippled by it. Hands bound, the distance zero, the slash was coming. His lips parted and he released Flame Thrower at this distance, a wide spread version which would burn his own fur only enough to alight the vines and free his hands as well as, if Liuye was intent on slashing, torch the Pawniard.

As for Salieri? Bill smirked. "Well, I'll be a devil's monkey, your husband permit you to speak? Pretty sure he didn't and Chuck's beatin' his a**, so you should prolly be quiet afore he decides to hit yer a** for speakin' so poorly 'bout a man."

Leronarda laughed. "Bully? Your Pokemon deserves freedom and you keep it captive and I'm the bully? Cute." She turned to Scraggy. "Just end it fast, I have other things to do," she ordered.

Scraggy nodded and looked at Eunmi. He then charged in, aiming to Low Kick Eunmi's legs and send her to the ground.

***

"No, please!" cried Henrietta. Her legs ached, badly. Gashes and a bruise, she couldn't stand, much less fight but she had to do something. Beg? Grovel? Humiliating, but it was better than letting Socant get crushed.

"P-please," she said and she looked up at Jeffery through tangled hair and tear filled eyes, her lip bleeding and her ace covered in dirt. She was a picture of misery.

Frate had been forced from Jeffery's chest and now he was facing down the Sandile with one little issue. If he attacked, would Jeffery crush Socant? He had to pick and choose his attacks now, and right now it seemed best to wait.

"No, not really," said Leonarda as the battle began.

Scraggy jumped over the water gun, coming down with a feigned blow as he landed before twisting around behind Dali for a Faint Attack.

In the meantime Leonarda charged into battle, metal fists at the ready. She aimed a shot for the teen's gut.

***

Socant! Henrietta noted that now Socant was far enough away that Jeffery couldn't outright crush him. She couldn't do much, she couldn't win a fist fight, but what she could do was distract him, keep him from Socant.

So, she used her arm and legs, gritting through the pain, to launch herself upwards in a spear for Jeffery's midsection.

Frate was caught up in the combo of the enemy and he narrowed his one eye, his entire body shifting with the glare. However, his attempt at striking resulted in him tripping and hurting himself in his sudden confusion.

The two hit combo went off without a hitch as flames engulfed the entirety of it. The group of three would land however which way, Topper landing head first and then flopping onto his back, burned and bleeding, paralyzed and crushed under the force of the guillotine attack, he lay there quietly.

"Alright girl," said Bill and then he himself saw it, the epicness that went on and the fall of Topper and his expression changed, his eyes closing and only slightly narrowing. The girl had run before, and now she wanted a fight right? No, if he recalled, she'd tried to fight as soon as she'd seen him when they were chasing her.

Topper then began to try and force himself up. First to prop himself up on his arms and then higher, straining with every agonized movement. His eyes fell upon the Pansage and he grit his teeth and tried to push himself up, onto his knees. Blood spilled from the wound on his abdomen, pooling on the floor below.

Bill scratched his head and stepped to walk passed Salieri. "Yer right, but I already did win. Unless yer tellin' me a sixteen year old girl can properly move, much less fight, with bruises on her thighs?" He looked passed her as he grabbed his Pokeball and recalled Topper and then he looked at Chen zen. "Took you two Pokemon and some surprise attacks but you managed a good one on ol' Topper, bravo to your Pokemon. They're male, right?" he asked as he turned to Salieri. He expected hostility to follow, her to attack. Didn't matter, he could take whatever a silly sixteen year old girl could throw at him.