Xelos got to his feet, a few noticeable wounds on his body. Most noticeably, his left arm hung by a few tatters of 'flesh', dangling limply at his side. "Impressive. I seem to have underestimated your stamina, but if that's the best you can do without collapsing..." the psychic mused, virus particles already replicating and filling in the wounds, as if nothing had happened to him at all. "I'm afraid this battle is as good as over." the virus added, taking to the air. A wave of telekinetic force blasted outwards from just in front of Earthstomper, blowing away anyone and anything that might have been trying to take advantage of the Torterra while he was down. Shifting into his attack form, Xelos brought his tentacles together, charging a rainbow colored ball of energy between their tips. "I suggest you dodge this, a direct hit will leave not even a single cell in it's wake." he warned, unleashing the ball of concentrated destruction at Zerish.