He spotted the other boy nodding, but there wasn’t enough time to do much else but nod back in a grim manner before quickly tossing the Pokeball of his Heliolisk up into the air, the candy-cane coloured sphere snapping open in a flash of light to reveal Clemont’s lizard-like companion: though the Pokemon did not turn to see Clemont right away, instead hissing at seeing the familiar sight of the ‘bad enemy’ that wanted to bring his master harm, he smelt… blood. His young master’s scent was mixed with it.
How dare they hurt the young master who had been so kind to him for so long? Wasting little time, the lizard crackled more, the electricity running along it’s scales intensifying and gathering at it’s frill: the shadow struck faster than the lizard could finish charging, but it evidently appeared that while the shadows had charged as a group, they weren’t too smart - the shadow had stupidly bitten right onto the lizard’s frill, and though Heliolisk gave a cry of pain, and Clemont cringed, both of them smiled. This was right where they wanted the foe, and with a shrill cry, the lizard unleashed the electricity it had been charging in a Thunderbolt.
Given that the shadow was biting the lizard, it received the full force of the attack, and practically was blown off the lizard’s frill (though leaving horrid bite marks that Clemont knew he’d have to tend to later behind) and sliding across the ground. But it hadn’t become a gloppy, generally disgusting-looking mess yet, despite Clemont’s worry for the other boy and wanting to divert his attention for a second to check on how he was going. It lunged again, but this time not at the lizard - at him, possibly because it saw the ‘non element using’ being as less of a threat.
Heliolisk was fast, but the shadow was faster, ramming into the boy and knocking him to the ground…but still, the smile didn’t leave the inventor’s face, despite the pain of being slammed backwards. This was a chance.
The Aipom arm lunged at the shadow again, it’s iron grip punching it directly in it’s…head? Okay, he didn’t honestly know where in the heck he’d punched it with his invention…but it worked. Perhaps a little too well, because the creature’s slime was now both on him, and Heliolisk, who had rushed to his side in concern to try and pry the shadow off. "Oh….that’s just degoutant."
Apart from being gross, it was terribly cold, almost like pools of water, the slime - but oddly, it evaporated soon enough, in the same manner the shadows themselves had tone on defeat. Wait, was that the shining of some…odd things where the shadows had been?
Oh, that disturbing fact could worry until later. Looking to the other, he seemed injured, as he was, and quite frankly just as tired-looking as the inventor knew he probably looked from the running, and the fighting, and the whole mess that had happened….but the shadows fighting him were gone as well, and they were safe. Alright, they were still bleeding, but they were safe, and Clemont gave a sigh of relief.
"Merci. Merci beaucoup, Monsieur. Myself and Heliolisk couldn’t possibly have taken all of those strange beings out by ourselves…we owe you our live….er…unlives…whatever you call it here, but…ah…erm."
Oh for Xerneas’s sake, that was awkward, time to try again.
"…That is to say, I’m grateful…ow.” Heliolisk drew near as the boy winced in pain, letting the boy use him as a leaning post to stand up gingerly, evidently still in a bit of pain from being knocked down…but Clemont was looking at both Heliolisk and the other boy’s injuries worriedly.
"….Mon dieu, we look a fine mess though, don’t we?"
That was…a really big understatement. Wow.
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