"Mint!" Corsen skidded to a stop where the Glaceon lay unconscious on the grass. The trainer knelt down and carefully picked him up in her arms, her eyes were wide as he looked the ice-type over. Mint was hurt. "This is impossible..." Corsen held Mint up against her chest, her heart was threating to burst at any moment, the adrenaline was still rushing through her veins. Ice-types were incredibly effective against dragons, so what had happened? The trainer's mind replayed the battle; Mint's avalanche had hit the Salamence, she had seen the massive Pokémon buried under the snow and ice, and yet it had come out of it as if nothing had happened. Could it possibly be the dark flames that surrounded its body? Footsteps caused Corsen to look up, there was still anger in her eyes but now there was something else surging up in the depths of them; humiliation. "Don't be too disappointed. It was always going to end like this." Arlo said, his crimson eyes glanced over the fallen Glaceon in Corsen's arms. The corner of his mouth rose in a smirk. "What a pathetic display."
