Kathryn
Leon couldn't help but smile from Allister's praising. If anything, he wanted to show everyone how strong and capable he is.* When he left on his journey, there was his Mom and Hop cheering for him. But of course, it wasn't *Just* For others, Leon wanted it for *Himself*, too. Call the guy self-centered but he always saw himself as the main character of a story and here he is now, Champion of Galar! It all seemed like a dream, and when he was there standing in the middle of Wyndon Stadium holding his trophy and everyone calling out to him, it was so, so glorious. "Ha! I felt like it was my fate to become Champion too! That's why I went for it!" He beats himself on the chest in a show-off way.

Everything was great in the beginning. The fame got his ego going, the paparazzi made him feel like those popular kids in school... But then, it kind of got... Old? Leon always had the feeling but he never voiced it to anyone. If you gained Champion title, what reason is there to complain? He found out, though, that being the strongest trainer in the region isn't all fun and games. Stupid expectations like meetings and having talks with the Chairman once in a while was his least favorites. And holding Galar's reputation get a bit... Bothersome when all he wanted was to battle and have fun.

... When Leon thinks about it more, it wasn't the end goal that matter, but the *Journey.* He got to do whatever he wanted, experienced things, without having to watch out for responsibilities here and there—maybe he's focusing on it too much. His face turned a bit serious when he started reflecting to his becoming champion. The questioning might seem uncalled for, but Leon is still confused on how he feels. Being champion means you're able to battle trainers who managed to scale the league ladder. He likes a challenge! But, is that all there is to having fun when he basically had a job at a young age?

Speaking of which, there's Allister. Younger than him when he started the league and in honestly, Leon is slightly jealous of that. The kid also has potential. He made it all the way to Leon! Imagine if *He* Became Champion. That'll make him the youngest one there ever was! Even more than Red! Champion and gym leader may be different, but they're still part of the league. Allister got the position in it (still stands too—at a young age!). If Leon has doubts then- "Allister, how do you feel about being part of the league since young?" It might've seem sudden to bring up when a moment ago they were complimenting each other like old buddies. Leon couldn't be the only one that felt restricted, could he?
Shirley
Aaaand *There* He was! Good ol' Leon, praising himself to high heavens and banging on his chest like stoic rillaboom. It was good to have him back in his old mood, putting a smile on Allister's young face. Though kind of strange, that he agreed being champion was his destiny. Course, what that word meant was up for debate... Although, it took tapping into his more polite instincts to not roll his eyes at the backstory. Though, the more he though about it, maybe Leon *Was* Pretty young when he earned his tittle, but someone like him surely knew what he was doing, right?

It surprised Allister that Leon wanted to talk about him. Wasn't something he often got in person. Even rarer were the times he was allowed to respond to people's questions. "Well..." He started, before trying to gather all his random thoughts on the subject. Been a hot minute since he had to worry about his age, since the fear often died down in his off years. 

"It's... It's amazing..." Was his first opinion. Ever since he was a lil lass turned lad, the starry eyed friend of dead pokemon had only wished the best for them. He longed for a life where he could truly bond with his friends, and help both himself and them get stronger. That, and the chance to battle, despite his quiet nature, was never a chance that Allister would pass up. The way his eyes lit up in every battle was pretty much perfect proof.
"I get t' do what I love, with the ones I c-connect with. Doesn' hurt that people 're nicer t' me then they w-were back then." Since become known across Galar as the Silent School Aged Star, his life *Had* Taken a turn for the better. And though the overwhelming amount of people was just that. He didn't hate it as much anymore.

But on the other hand.
"I's also frustrating-" He sighed. Since he was eight, no screw up wasn't public. No mental breakdown wasn't a big deal, and no fight wasn't some sort of drama! It was exhausting! People often blamed Allister's frail looks on his time spent with the dead, but that couldn't be further from the truth. It was the endless living people. Ones who could judge him, or criticize him, that really broke the boy down sometimes.
With expectations so high for him and Bea, being the first gym leaders of the major leagues, it was *Hard* Feeling like every match had to top the last. And feeling expected to be this character that everyone loved!
"Nd they're hypocrites..." That was the best way to describe how he was often treated. If he had an idea, well too bad. He was just a child. But if he messed up. Said something stupid, broke something? Well, Allister was a gym leader. He should know better, cause screw being a kid. All in all...

"I jus'... Sometimes it f-feels like I lost my childhood."
Kathryn
So all Leon knows is that Allister has it rough. Probably the reason why he and Bea are considered siblings and maybe even the league itself is considered his family. "Right, right?" Leon had to agree with Allister. He loves battling! Always have, always will. It's in his blood! Hearing Allister say all of that, maybe Leon was dumb to assume the little boy felt burdened by his position. If that's the case, maybe it's just the Galarian man himself who's been too critical... *If you gained Champion title, what reason is there to complain?* This time, it was Leon who wanted to move on so Allister wouldn't suspect him of having such ridiculous thoughts—

But Allister proceeds. He admits that it gets frustrating. Sure, everyone would know, but... Maybe Leon doesn't. He assumes Allister didn't like losing. Losing must *Suck*, and that in itself could be frustrating. ~~Leon wouldn't know.~~ But it's something else and he damn well have an inkling with where this conversation came from. Did the gym leaders had it rougher? For the the Galar champ, he was always met with excited yells and permission to take pictures. He loves it! Was there really people out there that can *Hate* Someone for no reason other than theyre not doing something *Right*? Why is there a *Right*?

"I jus'... Sometimes if f-feels like I lost my childhood." Once this reaches Leon's ears, it makes him click his tongue immediately. He jabs the campfire strong enough that flames shot up from it and he had to back off a bit before his whole head would get caught on fire! That just... Hit home. It seems him and Allister have it more in common than he thought. "I know..." He says quietly, not intending it to be. "At least, you're still young." And he doesn't add anymore after that. What is he supposed to? *You can try quitting the league! You can change this!* Were what Leon thought to say, but would that be the right words? If Allister left the league, where else would he go?

"Ever thought about doing something about it?" He asked, as if nudging to hear Allister's ideas.
Shirley
*"At least you're still young."* What... What was Allister supposed to say to all that? Was Leon suggesting that this was a mistake or something, that he shouldn't have made that choice? It was a choice, even if some of the smaller details had been left out. But it's not like anyone held a knife to his throat while he signed away his soul. No, nothing like that. He was just a kid. A kid who wanted to believe he was special, and who didn't understand what he'd gotten himself into...
But the way Leon looked at him when he mentioned losing his childhood... It almost seemed to hit nerve with the champion that was rarely seen. Had he... Wasted his life or something? No, no, no. It wasn't a waste. It was just a job that they signed up for. ~~(Wait, did that make it child labor)~~ Like a kid actor or singer. It was something with high rewards. But the question did get him thinking... What else was there for him. For the past three years of his life, basically a third of his existence at this point, Allister hadn't gone a single day without raising his ghastly friends, training them, or worrying about his gym, and his trainers and staff. That. Couldn't be normal at his age. But what else *Could he do*

"Hmm..." There it was, his little *Hmm*. "I don' know..." Now was not the time to bring up how all the gym leaders kind of, couldn't quit. Unlike Leon, who could dip out by losing a battle, they were obligated to stick around some more. One of those dumb "Agreements" They all made with Rose.
"It never seemed l-like somethin' that I outta change before today," He lied. "I guess I could always say I quit." He lied again. "But I don' have much else 'm good at. 'Sides scarin' people 'nd talking to ghosts. P-plus, I get several month off school a year, which is pretty ace! 'M the worst at maths...
I did always have a gift for telling fate, but that isn't a good career...
What about you Leon? W-what would you do?"
Kathryn
"It hasn't been on your mind, huh?" As before mentioned, Leon always had the feelings but he never shared his thoughts with anyone. It's not like he himself wanted to quite the league! He likes the glory if it wasn't for the responsibility and boring stuff. Somehow, he never grew into it. Even if it's been a decade now. He's not the one to rebel against it either. It just happened like classes to students. You go along with it. It definitely didn't feel like a waste, those ten years, but Leon sometimes wish he could have more *Time* To enjoy being a kid. That's why the little event that happened in the restaurant and the clothing store really excited him! As troubling as it was. 

"You have a lot of talents, Allister! Wasn't playing the violin one of them? Being a prodigy musician might be less stressful than a gym leader, but I'm not too sure." Why did Leon mention it being stressful? It's frustrating but could it really be deemed that too? And how would he know if being a young musician isn't stressful too? He was about to suggest Allister just complete school until he's older, but the boy didn't seem to care much about his academics as much, so scratch that idea. 

"Telling fate? That's—" But the questions is what catches him. "Me? Champion is great and I don't mind!" He says this on a whim, thinking about exciting battles and the popularity. Plus, he's such an inspiration with that *Cool* Charizard pose! No one can beat that! Back to the question, though—"If I was knocked off of champion position somehow, I want to keep battling and finding strong trainers!" His eyes return to the campfire and it reflecting off his golden eyes again really reflects his soul at the moment; his desire to see many more potential of powerful trainers and challenging them.

I would want to hold a place where the strongest trainers or the ones that have potential to gather and battle to their heart's content! I've always looked up to the Pokémon World Tournament in Unova, and the Battle Tower from Hoenn and Sinnoh. I want something like that!" All in all, Leon really loves Pokémon battles and he'd never give it up, even if he loses. "Hm, why don't you try some of that fate telling? How do you think about my idea?" It was a bit of testing to Allister.
Shirley
Oh boy- There Leon went, complimenting him again. Why did he insist on it though? It just, seemed rather odd, though at this point it shouldn't seem out of nowhere or anything. But while people could mention his talents as a trainer, and Allister honestly couldn't find a realistic way to deny it, (though he found some unrealistic ones from time to time) being complimented on his musical talent was extremely rare. Outside of Raihan earlier that week. It was, it was honestly kind of refreshing. And proved, if just a little, that Leon did care about things outside of battling.
But as for being a musician as a less stressful career, that was debatable.
"I-I think I'll keep my normal career." He finally decided. "Besides, I think it's worth it. My pokemon have never been happier!"

And he was in for another surprise when Leon mentioned his "Telling fate" As he had called it. Most people wrote that off as just, Allister being Allister, similar to the talking to ghosts, glowing eyes, etc. But did the champion actually want him to read his future or something? Probably not, but he at least was interested in what was in store for them. The Leon started to rave about the ability to gather strong trainers, from all over the region, Allister guessed. It was no secret that their champ *Adored* Battles, and wanting Galar to have the strongest trainers in the world seemed like the next logical step.
"Y'know, I once wondered," He said, somewhat absent minded. "Do th-they have battles at Rose tower? It seems odd t' have a power spot 'nd no pokemon battles, wouldn' you say?"
It's not as if Allister learned about said power spot through experience... ~~it was a dare okay! And Raihan was dumb!~~
After a while, he pushed the thought aside. Just in time for Leon's pokemon to return with food for the cooking.
Kathryn
"Good call! As long as *You* And your Pokémon are happy, I couldn't agree more!" He raises a hand for Allister to high-five with. Are they out of the murkiness of their roles? Leon felt relieved talking to someone about it, but he didn't want to potray a misconception that he *Didn't* Like being champion. He wouldn't mind talking more about it though as it seemed their childhood was robbed. Leon is already an adult and Allister is growing. The kid doesn't seem to be taken aback by it too much (presumably). Even if it's for his Pokémon, he would have to consider himself, wouldn't he? There's been stories where Pokémon can live without battling, which, Leon haven't seen in his battle companions! 

The Rose Tower having a Power Spot surprised Leon at first but he didn't question it. With Rose having such a high standing in Galar, it might be expected that his facility would have such a thing. Leon found out when his Dynamax Band glew one day while having a meeting there. Chairman Rose simply told him that Rose Tower had it and Leon never cared to ask why. Research is what he assumed and kept on assuming. Be crazy if battles were being held there, right? "Maybe Mr. Chairman is hoping to hold a small battling event there someday?" Which haven't happened in the last decade so that was a stupid thing to say. 

When his Pokémon returned, it's working time! "Thanks, everyone!" He exclaims and stands up. Obtaining the makeshift pot, he put it on top of the flames. "Watch this, Allister! You weren't able to see my cooking skills before, but now you will witness them front seat." Now obtaining the fish and berries from Inteleon and Cinderace, Leon throws them in the air...! Only to summon Aegislash who diced up all those items nicely. They fall into the pot and little water is provided as Leon starts to stir with a stick. Time to get active! They can't stay around moping when they're hungry!

"Do you know the final step to making curry, Allister?" He winks at the little boy.
Shirley
Allister smiled, knowing that Leon was happy with his choice. Even if their jobs were given to them with strange circumstances, that didn't stop him at least from enjoying it in the moment. In the end, he'd sacrifice anything to keep his ghastly friends happy, because it made him happy. He'd completely missed the emphasis on you apparently. So, that was it. They were both doing fine, and now was a good time to move on from the darker aspects of their roles... Okay. At least they were both being positive again, as almost everyone told him to do.
Though after everything that day, the mirror, running from the manager, and trying on the clothes, Allister just started to realize something.
"Hey Leon?" He quietly asked. "D-do you think what we did earlier was... Um... Like b-bottled up child energy? M-maybe cause we never got t' do stupid s-stuff when we were little, we jus' did some of it now."
It made sense in his child mind. Teenagers and preteens were dumb, they weren't allowed to be dumb. But now that they're not at home, they were gonna be dumb.

He looked over at Leon who was gone! He'd run off to cook, surprisingly not starting a forest fire already. Instead, he was throwing stuff in the air, slicing them to bit, before dropping it all in the makeshift stump pot. Aaand as expected, he used his pokemon to help with *All* Of it. Welp, Allister couldn't complain, as when he'd gone on his journey, Arcana and Empress basically made all his food (and drink in Empress's case) for him.

*"Do you know what the final step to making curry?"* Why was Leon winking?

"Ye' ye', put your heart int' it," Allister said with a sigh. He didn't ever get *What* That meant, but had settled with placing a hand over his heart, smiling, while he gathered happy thoughts and tapping the curry with the tip of his finger, which (somehow) had the effect of almost making it glitter for a moment.
"Mmm^^ I... Um... I hope i's edible?" He asked, shrugging. Hollowed stumps weren't exactly good cooking pots, but yeah... Let's hope they didn't get food poisoning.
"How 're we sposed to eat this?" He asked, noting the lack of silverware. And bowls-
Kathryn
The ingredients were collected but that's it. Not sure *What* Kind of ingredients they are. Berries like Tamato and Pecha clearly wouldn't mix well, right? And, some of that seafood might still have bones in them... Oops. Allister gave the pot some love and now it's Leon's turn. He makes the best heart he could with his hands, curling his fingers and then blowing the space in the middle—he and Raihan always competed with each other on who could make the curry sparkle more when they camped together. Once his "Love" Hits the curry, the thing sparkled like they found a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow! Seeing it bubble like that makes Leon hungry since he never got to eat his food at the restaurant.

Allister pointed something out that would really serve as a problem. No utensils. "Huh. Good question." He tries to dig up the wisdom that's in his noggin somewhere. The only thing is—"Make smaller bowls, Rillaboom!" The grass-type nods determinedly and starts shaving off at a nearby tree. "I have an idea. Just you wait!" Well, as they do wait, the filler is wearing off. Leon had this question at the edge of his tongue and he meant to ask it. There's been a discomfort within the league, but mostly something upon the *Gym leaders*. "Do you think Mr. Chairman is a bad man for allowing children to be part of the league?" It almost seemed sacred talking about him. Leon never questioned the Chairman's motives, distracted in his own entertainment and hype as the league played out annually.

"He loves Galar, and that much I understand. Maybe he wants to show others that the younger generation has what it takes to be the strongest too. I just found it a bit... Pushy." There could've been the system like whoever makes it to the end is the strongest if they defeated the person there. But to also *Gain* The title puts a lot on them if they're not prepared. Leon is split between not ever wanting to lose his champion spot and the possibility that *If* That was the system, he might've had more of his childhood.

Yeah, it'll be easy as Leon losing to stop being champion but he wants to battle genuinely. He really is crazy strong since he kept it up for ten years and counting. Maybe... The reason why he wants to meet a lot of strong trainers is so he ~~could've been knocked out of the league and resume his childhood.~~ likes to challenge himself! He's competitive, that's why he wants to face off formidable foes. It's fun! All of it is. 

After this. Yes, after this, Leon will stop questioning Allister. Talking and *Thinking* About it is making him slowly realize how imperfect it is. Enough for him to stay up at night. He shouldn't stress out the boy either.
Shirley
Leon hadn't heard his earlier question, and Allister didn't feel like repeating himself. If it ever came up again, he supposed he could ask, but it wasn't something he needed an answer to right now. So they were both content to eat the freshly made curry, as Rillaboom had just returned with some "Bowls" Made from wood. Accepting it, he scooped up a very small portion, deciding the spoons didn't matter right now, and drank whatever was just mad from the bowl.
"Huh..." What did he just eat? "Um... Delicious!" He lied, forcing himself to take another sip, somehow managing to not spit it out. Luckily, his mask still covered the top half of his face, so Leon wouldn't be able to see the boy literally tearing up from the taste of his food. Although the second he turned away, he dumped the rest behind a rock and put the bowl down. Yeah, that was enough.

"Mmm... I don' know," Allister admitted. "I-I never saw him as a horrible person. B-but 'm not friends with him or anythin'..." He paused, crossing his arms while he took a moment to think. Luckily for the little gym leader, he'd mostly dried off from sitting near the fire, so he didn't get himself with his sleeves. "He did a lot for the region, I think. H-he's the reason we all have our jobs, but he might be gettin'... Unfocused..." That wasn't really the word he was after. But something about calling his boss corrupt or selfish didn't sit right with Allister. "What I mean is, h-he... Neverminded." He shook his head, probably just another silly thought.

Allister leaned forward, looking at Leon who had a face the boy had never seen before. He looked... Scared? Confused maybe? He wasn't terrified like something had genuinely spooked him, but more like realizing some kind of dread... Him being like that didn't make Allister happy.
What was it that usually cheered Leon up? Oh yeah.
"W-wanna battle?"
Kathryn
If anyone knew how to distract Leon from the current situation, it's just to suggest a battle. And Allister did just that! It takes him a moment to jar from it though, he focused on what Allister was going to say before finishing it with a "Nevermind." But that might as well be his cue to drop the subject. Must be boring for the kid. Leon isn't going to be like *Those* Adults! "Yeah!" Leon exclaimed and stood up from his position. Ah. He was so distracted that he didn't notice the small bowls that were done. Scooping up a good portion, he gulps it down like soup. Except, Leon had to munch on it some. Mm, crunchy curry! It has an acquired taste and he usher his Pokémon to eat. Battle food, he explained. They ~~reluctantly~~ did.

Patting his belly, he would do his shoulder rolls, getting into the mood of battling. It slightly surprised him that Allister even suggested the idea! "Ready, Allister? I'm not going to hold back, even if this isn't in Wyndon." Hes pumping himself up, as if the previous topic is gone with the wind. Right, the wind. It's really getting chilly and the clouds continue to rumble. "Since this isn't really an official match, is four Pokémon fine for you?" Leon calls to Allister as he walked a fair distance from the little boy. They need moving space for their Pokémon obviously! 

Oh man, his blood really rushing! It seems like it's been forever since he last battle.
Shirley
"Heh, le's do this!" Allister cheered, (which was rare) Even if he was still a bit hungry, that wouldn't stop him from wanting to battle! Besides, ghost types didn't need food anyways. So pokemon and trainer were both ready to go! Since this wasn't a real battle, they were gonna cut down the amount of participants, which was good, since some of his friends didn't get ~~their lazy asses~~ out of bed that morning. And of *Course* Leon wasn't gonna hold back, no matter the circumstance. That's the thing about him, the champ's always pushing people to do their best. Or maybe he just loves using his Charizard. Honestly the gym leader couldn't blame him, what with how much he adored his gengar.

The two turned back to back and took several steps from each other, before spinning around as the battle begun! Feeling a rush of energy, despite hunching over, he's weird, Allister's eyes glowed, as he now gazed up at Leon. He could feel it! The adrenaline, the excitement! Pokemon battles were basically a drug for everyone in the Galar league, and neither of the boy would have it any other way.
"C'mon out Chandelure!" He called, pulling forth a dusk ball and launching his friend into the battle. (With his adorable throw that everyone severely underestimated the effectiveness of). With a flash the haunted chandelier was flying around, cheering, "Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!" And honestly, the ghost's enthusiasm transferred over to Allister, who had the biggest unseen grin.
Kathryn
Seeing the kid's eyes glow as his sign for excitement got Leon's brow furrowing in enthusiasm too. He puts a hand to his chest while gripping the cape that hugs around his shoulders, before throwing it off. In a smooth movement, he'd normally throw his Pokéball here, but this Pokémon is already out! "Cinderace, on the field!" He swings his arm for emphasis. The fire rabbit Pokémon perks up ~~from regurgitating the crunchy curry~~ and makes a giant LEAP over there yonder in front of Leon. Placing its hands on its hips, it almost matches Leon's cocky energy.

Some could've thought Leon would go for a type-advantage but he's always up for a challenge. *Everyone* Should know that he's capable with any Pokémon on the field. "You got this buddy. Now, go for a Shadow Ball—" SIKE! There was a type advantage after all! Cinderace uses its strong legs to push off from the ground and stay afloat in the air. A ball made of dark energy appear between Cinderace's legs, before the Pokémon kicks it toward the directions of Chandelure!
Shirley
Seeing the dark energy gather around Cinderace's foot, Allister knew what was going on here, and decided that it was worth taking the damage, and his chandelure could live it. He was right, though the ghost was now down about half health. Raising his hand in front of him, he swung his arm and whistled sharply, a sign for chandelure to use one of its moves. Which one, specifically? Trick room. With a "Nod" The pokemon began to spin around, causing dazzling lights to fill the battlefield. The glittering mirror room effect was just what Allister needed, as now he could switch out and make the rabbit go *Down!*
Pokeball at the ready, the boy recalled his first friend and sent out his dusknoir, Chariot. Why? Well, he had a plan, though the ghost would have to live another hit, but it was more than capable of that...
Kathryn
It's as if the whole field's atmosphere have shifted. Leon blinks against the before peering up to his Pokémon that is slowly falling from shooting its attack. Leon could see it moving almost as if there's a lag. It seemed, though, after that move, that Allister switched his Pokémon to Dusknoir. He had a plan, didn't he? Of course, going into battle with just strength alone isn't enough. For now, Cinderace would have to do with taking Dusknoir's stamina down too! "Cinderace, once again!" Like before, dark energy gathers at Cinderace's feet and it flips a bit into the air, pinwheel kicking the attack toward Dusknoir. What is Allister thinking? Leon can't wait to see what he has in store for him!
Shirley
With another bang, poor Chariot was forced to sustain the damage form shadow ball, sending him staggering back, almost out of the air. Of course that wasn't really possible, but still. Thanks to his bulk and special defense, the dusnoir was able to take the hit much better than Dreamer had, guaranteeing that even if cinderace used it again, the move wouldn't knock him out. Another sharp whistle, along with Allister's hand snapping at his side told chariot to use disable, getting rid of that annoying shadow ball. *And* Thanks to the trick room from earlier, the rabbit didn't even get a chance to use it again.
Allister shrugged at Leon, who seemed more than eager to know everything that was gonna happen next.
Kathryn
The hit was clean but not clean enough as Dusknoir seem to absorb the attack into its soul. Seems repetitive, but— "Again!" Before the rabbit Pokémon could kick up another dark energy, though, it seem that it was unable from a move that Dusknoir conjured up. Nothing's appearing. Leon was confused at first, but seeing as how Allister was setting up before, this must be his doing. "Alright. So Shadow Ball is no more, but," Leon smirks and swings his arm to the side again as if cutting the air. "Let's go for a stab move then!" The only fire-type move that anyone could think up now would be none other than Pyro Ball! The rabbit Pokémon runs toward Dusknoir a bit, even if it seemed laggy before kicking up a pebble on the ground, quickly transitioning into the attack. Now, a ball engulfed with flames is shooting toward the opponent! At least, what Cinderace could do is chip away the other's stamina.
Shirley
Allister lifted his arm in front of him, and snapped again, pointing at Leon's Cinderace. Chariot knew what to do, charging and meeting the pyro ball head on with rock tomb. Leon wasn't the only one able to use type advantages. Thanks to trick room, Allister's pokemon got the hit in first, pummling the rabbit. But with that, he got smacked in the face by a gigantic fireball, and the ghost was sent reeling back with a grunt. Luckily, it didn't do nearly as much damage as shadow ball had earlier. Though Chariot was at less than a third health. Still, with three turns of trick room left, he was gonna take full advantage of it. 
Allister repeated his exact movement from earlier, and his Dusknoir didn't need to be told twice. As he charged, sending rocks flying and attempting to bury the rabbit once more.
Kathryn
That rock-type move really packed a punch! It got Cinderace's face filled with dirt and it starts hacking up, probably making the Pokémon even slower in its step! This could be looking bad, as the Pokémon starts to teeter. At least, Dusknoir had absorbed yet another damage but its special defense is holding it up. Of course, another Rock Tomb would be flying toward Cinderace and Leon would have think something up quick before the Pokémon gets sidelined! Only thing Leon could do now is probably stall out this playing field. His Pokémon may be slowed down, but they can still dodge! "Agility, Cinderace!" He sticks his hand toward the fire rabbit as if that would give it another push to hurry. Cinderace starts sidestepping around the rocks, more like running around the Pokémon now, ehike dodging. Still, its movements could be seen laggy and Leon would have to hope his partner holds up.