Linda
Reina watched a moment, watching the Altaria raging for a few moments before she soon giggled, swaying and twirling before speaking."Well that's quite helpful, ma'am!"In her mind, Reina was a bit spooked herself, from the rage of such a Pokemon.
Mismagius braced herself, suddenly poofing into a cloud of fog and mist once crashed into the ground, either way in a critical state, a fog forming once more, although it was more enveloping the ghostly pokemon rather than the whole battlefield. It was stubborn, once more using Echoed Voice to attack Altaria head on. With the swapped ability and the general increase, it was hoping to at least put a dent in her before the battle would inevitably be over.
Tracey
Altaria took off, lifting dust and fog in the wake of her ascent. Her speed was incredible as she moved like flash, leaving only vestiges of cottony plumage. Such was her majesty that, as she ascended to great altitudes, the trails of plumage appeared as if an angel had ascended to the great Aether beyond. So high was her seat in the heaves, so quick her repose on the heavenly fog of the sky, that the effect of the echoed voice was reduced greatly. At that moment, only the cry of a goddess could reach Altaria's presence. "Altaria," Florence spoke with presence as her hands ceased to dance through the monochrome landscape of her instrument. "It's time for the finale," Florence spoke with anticipation, the grin of a successful woman plastered over her semblance. Given council, Altaria sang from the heavens, a queen passing divine judgment over those below. As she spoke, the earth shook in awe and in complete reverence over the celestial conclusion. She commanded and the earth complied. Such was her power and yet, she was in service of a single azured-haired woman. For her, Altaria would give up her seat, resign herself to never fly again. Such was her devotion and such was her draconic power.
Linda
Reina was a bit rattled, eventually slipping a bit and taking a seat on the shook uneven ground. Mismagius wasn't doing any better, not having much of a choice but to take on the onslaught, eventually falling over and poofing in a faint.
The gal was dazed, defeated, and not exactly sure what to say now.
"I... Ow... Owowowow- That- that smarts a bit-..."She said, taking a few moments to relax before soon getting up, swaying some and soon returning Mismagius to its pokeball.
Tracey
"Might've gone too far there," Florence spoke in her usual tone of voice, calm and suave, while softly scratching the back of her head. She stuck her tongue out, giving her lighthearted air. Altaria landed with a gentle waterfall of plumage following her descent. "Reina, dear," She called out to her opponent, concern displayed in her voice and a balled hand on her hip. "Are you okay?" Her eyebrows softened and her semblance retained a protective aura.
Linda
"...?...Hm... Y-yeah- I guess so... Nothing I can't handle, Miss Florence-"Reina said, soon enough making her way to Florence before looking up to her, smiling some.
"E... Either way, that was fun! You can probably take on Miss Agnes or Doc with your talents!"She said once she readjusted and regained her bearings. She went ahead, then reached into her bag before handing Florence a gift; An odd sort of fruit, seeming like an apple, but with distinct grey spots.
"Here you go! A Tropius Fruit! I heard you can use it for makeup and such- Just don't eat it-"
Tracey
Surprised, Florence placed one hand on her chest while the other rested on her cheek. "You're really one of a kind," She spoke in a sweet tone befit of a soothing melody. Truthfully, Florence was used to receiving gifts from fans and admirers, mostly older men trying to gain her love through expensive objects. Yet, gifts from younger fans always managed to touch her heart and while Reina was not a devote fan, she was still a wonderful individual. Sensing it was time to go, Altaria lowered her body for Florence to get on. Altaria began ascending, flapping her wings elegantly once Florence was on her cottony back. "Do me a favor, Reina," Florence called from the sky, holding Reina's gift as the sunshine created a resplendent backdrop. "Keep shamblin' on, no matter what anyone says!" 

With those parting words, Florence was swallowed by the heavenly sea above...