A bead of cold sweat ran down Bishop's face as he took in what just happened.<br/><br/><br/>"C-Clarice...?"<br/><br/><br/>"..." Isaac said nothing, still having his arms folded, tapping his arm with one of his fingers.<br/><br/><br/>"Haha...they're actually laughing at her..." Bishop continued, his fist clenched. "Isaac...I've never been this mad before. It's like everything is clear now."<br/><br/><br/>"And how do you think Prometheus feels?" were Isaac's only words.<br/><br/><br/>"...Isaac."<br/><br/><br/>"Yes, Bishop?"<br/><br/><br/>"I want you on that field. I want you to<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">destroy</span></span>that Steelix.<br/><br/><br/>"Immediately, Bishop." Isaac said coldly, leaping into action.<br/><br/><br/>"Prometheus, off the field! Now!"<br/><br/><br/>Putting up no resistance, the Magmortar solemly walked off the field in shock. Bishop pulled out a Pokeball from his belt.<br/><br/><br/>"Just for that...I'll see one of your own devoured as well!" Bishop yelled to the opposing trainer. "To insult me and expect me to surrender is beyond idiocy! Marx, your services are required!"<br/><br/><br/>He threw the Pokeball, and out came a Wobuffet, assuming his saluting position. "Woooobuffet! Wob wob? Buffet!" (What's with this tense atmosphere? I can already tell that this is going to be a tough room!")<br/><br/><br/>"Marx, you are to stay near Isaac at all times and take all attacks meant for him." Bishop commanded with a cool tone, fixated on revenge.<br/><br/><br/>"Wobuffet, wob!" (You got it, boss! I'll knock 'em dead, if you know what I mean!")<br/><br/><br/>"I'd prefer it if you meant that literally, Marx. That Steelix just ate Clarice." Isaac said to his battle partner.<br/><br/><br/>"Wooooooob!?" (Huuuuuh!? Clarice got eaten? That's terrible!")<br/><br/><br/>"It is indeed."<br/><br/><br/>"Wobuffet wobba!" ("I had just thought up a new joke I wanted to tell her!")<br/><br/><br/>"..."<br/><br/><br/>"Wobba Wob!" ("Hah, it's a joke! You really thought I was serious? Being eaten is no joke!")<br/><br/><br/>"And you just made one anyway." Isaac sighed, going into a battle stance. "Just keep quiet and follow Bishop's orders."<br/><br/><br/>"Isaac, use Ice Beam! If we're lucky, we can freeze it!"<br/><br/><br/>Isaac focused his energy, and unleashed an Ice Beam on the Steelix, with Marx standing dutifully nearby to watch for incoming attacks.