Keeping his cool as ever while he watched the entire fight, and giving orders as needed. Up until this point, Pancham was using one of his arms to hold onto his dangling partner. It was a miracle that Pancham managed to catch Hitmontop by one of his toes, but either way, they were both unable to move, and it left them vulnerable to whatever final attack Wartortle and Mr. Mime had been preparing.<br/><br/>"Now, Wartortle! Hit that Pancham with a skull bash" The jogger girl exclaimed her orders from the other side. Both of her Pokemon leaped within striking distance from where the Pancham was struggling to help up his teammate. The Wartortle began charging itself at a frightening speed, head faced downwards on a collision course with Pancham. The Wartortle let out and elongated cry "Waaarr- Tortle!" as bashed into Pancham.<br/><br/>With what strength he could muster, Pancham flung Hitmontop into the air, but it was too late for him to move out of the way of the Wartortle's attack. When Pancham felt the attack closing in on him, he only got a quick glance before he was sent flying off the platform he was standing on. Apparently the Wartortle lifted his head up at the last moment of the attack to cause this. "Mr. Mime, quickly! Spike the Pancham with a double slap!" The jogger girl ordered." Mr. Mime was quickly moving himself to intercept the airborne Pancham and with two quick but hard slaps, Pancham gets shot down into the waters below.<br/><br/><span style="color: #006666"><span style="color: #808080">Steven, lightly wincing over the pain that Pancham felt retaliated. </span><b>"Hitmontop! Come down with a High Jump Kick!" </b><span style="color: #808080">Hitmontop, finally understanding what had just happened saw that Wartortle was right below him. Hitmontop did a few flips in the air in order to position himself, and came down, knee first onto the Wartortle's head who had just got back to standing up after pushing Pancham off the stage. <span style="color: #663300"><span style="color: #0080ff"><b>"Toop!"</b></span> </span>Hitmontop shouted as he came down with his knee. Wartortle may be tough enough to take two consecutive hits to the head, but it wouldn't have mattered as he was already too close to the edge of the platform. Wartortle stumbled for a bit before he fell head first into the waters below, and thus disqualifying him from continuing the fight.</span></span><br/><br/>It was now down to Hitmontop and Mr. Mime, though with Hitmontop at a severe disadvantage from the long battle. Both Pokemon stared each other down, with Hitmontop lightly wincing from the damage he had suffered, waiting for their next order.The jogger girl yelled over at Steven. "Hey! You've put up a good fight. But at this point, you realize it's over right?"<br/><br/>Steven didn't want to dignify that with a response, but he simply smiled to himself as he watched the final moments.<b><span style="color: #006666">"Hitmontop, circle around and attack Mr. Mime with another High Jump Kick!" </span></b><span style="color: #006666"><span style="color: #808080">Steven yelled out once more. Hitmontop ran around over to Mr. Mime's side, making any necessarily jumps from platform to platform in order to get at an opening, but Mr. Mime was able to keep his focus on Hitmontop, now that Pancham was out of the way.</span></span>"Mr. Mime, attack with psybeam!" The jogger girl ordered once more. Hitmontop lept at Mr. Mime with a High Jump Kick. Mr. Mime blasted him back with a psybeam, avoiding the attack and knocking out Hitmontop as he fell back onto the platform with a loud thud.<br/><br/>The battle was over, and Steven recalled both of his Pokemon. Afterwards Steven met up with his opponent and shook hands with her. "That was fun!" The jogger girl told him.<br/><br/>Steven replied,<span style="color: #006666"><b>"I've seen my errors today, and I do hope we can battle again."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span style="color: #808080">"And I'll be ten times harder than today when that happens." She retorted with one of the biggest grins anybody's ever seen.</span><br/><br/>Steven left the arena with an ease of mind, smiling hard and shaking his head while doing so. By the time he rejoined the others, they all seemed to be finished what they were doing and ready to move on.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>