Margaret
Garchomp would have easily struck down Rocinate, being able to fly, himself, to some extent, but the discs of air had hit him, and- He flinched, landing on the ground rather forcefully. The Mach pokemon growled in fury, glaring up to the bat, staring down at him in a sort of cruel glee.
Zoro watched closely, gently sighing. He knew that Garchomp wasn't going to last very long, but he had hope to at least take down their flying foe.
"Hmph... Garchomp, don't let her get to you, c'mon! You got this, bud."He spoke as Garchomp soon roared once more, diving into the ground, then launching straight towards the Noivern at jet speeds, going onto another Outrage, roaring at Rocinante violently.
"Annnd, there he goes-"Zoro said, chuckling some. His Garchomp was strong, yes, but it didn't always feel like listening to what he has to say, but considering results up until now, he wasn't one to complain.
Flora
An endearing laugh rose from Alba's chest and rolled forth with hypnotizing warmth in its tone. "It appears our pokemon aren't listening to us," She gently swiped at the air like a playful cat. Indeed, Rocinante needed no command to strike down her enraged opponent for the moment that Garchomp had flinched another barrage of light, and blade got sent his way. Rocinante, confident as ever, roared back with dizzying glee. Her joy did not compel her to hold back. No, it moved her to send blade after blade, yearning to hear the sweet symphony of air slice and clash against her opponent. The sight of Rocinante's joy quickly became unnerving, but Alba had grown accustomed to her companion's cruel nature. To her, it was just another thing that she'd make Rocinante apologize for after the battle was over. For now, she smiled, formulating the scalding reprimand that she'd dish out after Rocinante finished the fight.
Margaret
Watching as Rocinante swiped down Garchomp from the air... Well, it made him a tad bit uneasy, but he kept a straight face and sighed softly, returning the once raging beast back into his Pokeball before it'd hit the ground. He would then pull out another. A new addition to his team, one he wasn't quite sure about, but wanted to see what he was able to do.
"Yeah. But in any case... Geez, I know she's a Noivern and all, but I get some eerie vibes from her... Ah, either way."He chuckled, tossing the pokeball up, then chucking it forwards."You're up, Krookodile, show me what you can do!!!"He spoke out, the ball popping open and arcing back to the champion's hand. Out the glow, was a Krookodile, who crossed his arms and let out a hearty, growl-like laugh. For Arceus knows what reason, he wore a crown made of flimsy cardboard, confidence shining through his being. Zoro chuckled a bit nervously, but he soon would point to Rocinante, still a friendly smile to his face."Alright my friend, see that Noivern up there? Now is the time to prove your strength, go!"He spoke out... But the croc didn't pay much attention, just pulling a pose of glory. It seems that Krookodile was more into itself more than anything at the moment.
Flora
Alba brought her hands over to her cheeks as her eyes filled with wonder and glee. "They're adorable," The woman's voice sang in a breathless tone. "They remind me of my kids," She sighed, drawing her hands towards her chest as she submerged herself in sweet memories. Rocinante didn't care for strolls through memory lane. In fact, she cared very little about whatever was going down below. "Noivern," She called out with a mighty roar as she sent a single yet critical blade of air towards her boasting foe. Rocinante's actions snapped Alba out of her nostalgic state. Yet, for her efforts, Rocinante received a scalding look that triggered a nervous gulp.
Margaret
"Hm? You have children? Well, I can assume that they're quite a delight, pretty Alba!"Zoro spoke, chuckling some before he would refocus and watch the battle.
Krookodile would have boasted a whole lot more, if not for getting hit by Rocinante's blade of winds. This caused him to topple over, but surprisingly enough, back right back up, growling. It would retaliate, but then it noticed something; Its crown had been knocked off and torn from the attack. This caused it to get a *Slight* Bit mad at the Noivern, shouting to her in a bit of a fit. It seemed almost pitiful, but; Soon enough, in retaliation, Krookodile sent several sharpened rocks directly at the Noivern using Stone Edge, as to take her out the skies in one surprisingly powerful blow.
Flora
Unsurprised, Alba watched as Rocinante's ego got the best of her. A great pillar of stratum erected itself from the earth. With a striking edge made of stone, the attack cleaved through the wyvern's form, launching it to great heights with excessive force. Rocinante fell to the ground as quickly as she had risen through the air. Her arrival became decorated with a cloud of dust and dirt that blanketed her resting place like a well-made bed. Yet, Rocinante had a final act up her sleeve. The draconic creature rose from the gravel, giving out a chuckle that one could describe as a ' comically breathless laugh that acknowledged its own folly.' Alba's inherent look of motherly rage melted into a smile, one that acknowledges how she'd love her companions even in their worst showings. Returning Rocinante to her place of rest, Alba summoned forth her final combatant. Out from the cascading light emerged a Weavile striking a confident pose that had her resting her hands on her hips. "Weavile," The creature politely greeted her opponent with a smile, a wink, and an old-fashioned wave. "I have many children, actually." She accompanied her words with a cryptic wink of her eye, "A school's worth of them, in fact." Alba was alluding to her role as a headmistress, but her 'no boasting' policy compelled her to say nothing of her trainer status in any outright manner. "Now then," She refocused her stance, striking a commanding and powerful pose. The pose itself became accentuated by an extended hand and a barely visible open palm hidden within the draconic-like maw of her sleeve. "Shall we proceed, dear Zoro?"
Margaret
Krookodile huffed as he watched Rocinante crash into the ground. He soon let out a hearty laugh in confidence, gaining a boost from Moxie. Once Weavile emerged with her confident pose, he had pulled off a pose of his own and greeted in response, figuring that she was not as cruel-seeming as her ally.
"A whole school's worth? You must have plenty of wisdom to share with them! Maybe I can share some of my own, as well, if given the chance!"Zoro spoke out, then soon enough took on a bit more of a serious expression, staring at Alba as if glaring into her very soul, holding his arm out towards the two, more of an intimidating gaze rather than a friendly smile and carefree demeanor. A powerful pose to meet yet another, despite this being more of a friendly spar for some ice cream rather than a championship battle.
"We shall, darling Alba. Krookodile, go!"
He spoke out, Krookodile, this time, not taking any chance and soon trying to use Stone Edge once more to attempt to strike Weavile down.

Meanwhile, Meteor had the cone the two trainers were on about for- Due to not really paying attention, he just- ate it. He was hungry since they were taking too long, so may as well eat it since it was melting near his *Natural heat*.
Flora
Past her commanding stance, a warm smile flickered. The smile was one of distance, one of complete separation between mind and battle. Perhaps in that unbending warmth, some would find a powerful, yet possibly unsettling, peace of mind. "Ice shard," Alba's commands flowed past crimson doors like a swift vapor, soft and caressing. Before she could finish, Elena the Weavile found herself halfway through her attack. Before the opponent could bend stone to their will, Elena concluded the battle with a swift course of action. It appeared as if Elena had moved across the battlefield with a single step, with no damage dealt to the opponent. "It has finished," Alba concluded when with sudden quickness, a myriad of blows bestowed their presence upon the opponent's body. 

Those with a trained eye had witnessed Elena shape various ice daggers that she promptly swung at her opponent with incredible speed. However, the quickness of her movement compelled her to run alongside the ice daggers. Elena flipped and twirled between them with tenacious dexterity, ending her artic assault with that had her kneeling behind her opponent with dagger in hand. "Weavile," She spoke in unison with Alba, a fanged smirk and crimson eyes observing Zoro. It was clear then that the shards had become the blows that laid rest to Elena's adversary.

Meanwhile, Dulcinea had a smirk of her own as she came to realize the futility of the battle. It did not matter to her, for she had consumed her frozen treat and care not for the trivial folly of the two trainers.
Margaret
Krookodile probably wouldn't have made much of a dent, but either way, he fell, being cut up by the several shards of ice, toppling onto the ground soon after with a fainted expression, internally disappointed in himself.

Zoro watched for a few moments, before he soon sighed, returning his ally to his Pokeball before any further injuries could come to him. He put his hand on his head, a bit upset that he lost, but he perked up quickly enough."You did what you could, my friend... As far as I know, beautiful faces like yourself are often Contest trainers, but it seems I was wrong, yes?...Ah, it was a good battle, either way, darling Alba."
He chuckled a small bit, then looked to Weavile. He would soon smile, then decide to go ahead and pat Elena on the head, as a form of congratulations."You did good, yes? "

"Hm? Eyy, the battle's over... This mean we get to eat now?"Meteor had asked, speaking out to the two trainers while at the same time, finishing off the now practically melted cone- that was suppose to be for the victor of the battle.
Flora
"Oh believe me, dear, I once tried to be a contest trainer," Alba reminiscned with a hand on her cheek. The other motioned delicately, dimissing the memories like specks of dust. "Dulcinea doesnt like people so she tried blasting the crowd during our first contest." Alba chuckled, seeing the once painful memory as noting worthy of crumbling her current joy. Alba petted Elena as well, freeing the creature from her gesture so that it could celebrate its victory. "I actually used to be champion of Kalos," Her crimson eyes fell on Zoro, "And honestly I cant remember the last time I had so much fun during a battle." 

Wishing to eat the frozen treat, Alba returned Elena to her spherical slumber. Yet, Alba could'nt find the Castelia Cone that she had fought so valiantly for. "Dulci," Her eyes narrowed, "Did you eat my Castelia Cone?" Dulcinea smiled and rejected the idea, pointing at the eternally burning monkey next to her. Alba's immediate reaction was to pout and look at Zoro with demanding eyes. After all, she did win fair and square.
Margaret
"Hm? Ah, well that explains such a powerful will! It was clear that you knew what you were doing."Zoro said, chuckling softly while looking to Alba, his eyes staring to hers, unsure if it was polite to or not, but either way, he did so, smiling softly now."...Well, with such grace, you probably would've been Contest Queen, if such didn't happen... In any case, that's all in the past."

He said, stretching some before he followed the woman back to their aces. Upon seeing that there was no Castelia Cone, he was confused. He was certain that it was in safe hands an-...Meteor-
Although once Alba turned her gaze at him, he held his hands up and spoke."I did not- But either way, I can buy you something else, if you'd like, darling Alba."He said.

"I mean, it probably melted from the heat, sooooo-"Meteor watched the three. He then stuck his tongue out, chuckling in a bit of a mischievous manner. Well, as long as they didn't call him out on it.
Flora
"No, it is alright," Alba responded in kind, placing a fabric-clad hand on her chest. "I always carry back up sweets with me!" The dark fabric that covered her hand receded to reveal that Alba had a packaged donut in her hands. The donuts glaze shined as she showed it to Zoro, much like a magician would show the results of a trick to a mesmerized crowd. How she carried so many things with no purse in sight remained a mystery. "I must take my leave, dear Zoro," Alba smiled goodbye before taking a hearty bite of her backup donut. Her smile caused her eyes to narrow almost to the point of closing and, to prove further her warmth, small dimples formed at the edges of her twinkling grin. Dulcinea followed Alba, offering no goodbyes or warm felt words. With that, the two had gone off to who knows where.
Margaret
"I-I... How- But-"Zoro was confused by Alba's little magic trick, but he nodded."...Very well then. Hopefully, we see each other again sometime, darling Alba!"Zoro would say, calming down and sighing softly.

"Maybe when we both have sweets to share, yes?"He spoke, waving goodbye to her. Meteor would shrug, then hop off the bench and went to regroup.
Zoro would go ahead to buy himself some sweets before he and his Infernape would head off to wander the Island once more- to where? Well despite having a sense of direction, he just... Wandered, as to see what they would come across.