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"Say," Kevin started, "You're not gonna use that Miltank and Riolu, are you, sir?" He pointed to the pink cow, Miltank, and the blue dog, Riolu, standing next to Roger. "Call me Roger," Roger said, "And no. Bessie and Luke won't be battling today. In fact, I think I'll stick to one Pokémon for this battle." Kevin smiled. "Then I'll do the same. And I'd like to request that you use your strongest Pokémon. Your Marowak!" Roger and Psy stayed quiet for a bit after hearing that. Then Roger said, "Alright. You got it." Psy turned to his father and said, "But dad-" "If you're not gonna be an impartial observer, then get someone else to be the referee," Roger said, interrupting his son from finishing his sentence. "N-no, that's not it," Psy replied. "Then start the battle." Roger told him. Psy nodded.

The people started to gather near the battle site. "Alright!" Psy started. "This is a one-on-one battle between Roger Durahan from Cherrygrove City and Kevin from Celadon City. Last Pokémon standing wins. Returning your Pokémon to its Pokéball will count as a forfeit." He points at his dad. "Ready?" His dad nodded. He then points at Kevin. "Ready?" And Kevin responds the same. Psy then lifts both his arms up and before swinging them down, he says, "Then let the battle begin!" Suddenly, a roar of cheers can be heard from the people who are spectating. Roger and Kevin proceed to take a small, half red, half white ball with a button on it out of their pockets. They pressed the button on the Pokéball, which expanded to the size of a baseball, and they throw it at the ground. "Go, Hitmonchan!" Kevin yells out, as a bright light burst out of the Pokéball, and shapes itself on the ground as a Pokémon who resembles a boxer. Roger's Pokéball hits the ground but doesn't open. Then it suddenly opens and a plume of smoke starts rising from the opening. "I knew he was going to do that," Psy thought to himself. The smoke rises and then goes down, and as the smoke clears, a Marowak becomes visible, standing where the Pokéball was thrown. "Alright, Mack. Do your thing!" Roger yells, and Marowak responds by taking a battle stance, holding out his bone in his right hand like a sword. "Mach Punch!" Kevin ordered. Hitmonchan took a step forward and then disappeared. "To the left," Roger said. Marowak immediately holds his bone with both hands, covering the left side of his body, when Hitmonchan's fist connects. "Damn, he blocked it. This guy is as good as they say." Kevin thought. "Close Combat!" Marowak pushed Hitmonchan away with his bone, but Hitmonchan rushes in again. "Prepare to block again," Roger commanded. Hitmonchan began throwing a flurry of punches as soon as he got close to Marowak, and Marowak proceeded to block every punch thrown with his bone. Roger swings his right arm, and Marowak knocks Hitmonchan away again. "There's that weird look in his eyes again," Psy thought to himself. "He didn't even tell Marowak what to do. It's like those two are the same person." "Damn it, that didn't work either," Kevin said. " All right, Hitmonchan. Let's do the thing we planned." Hitmonchan responded by lowering his right arm and holding it sideways near his abdomen, swaying it back and forth. "He dropped his guard a little," Roger thought. "What is he up to?" Roger pointed his finger at Kevin and Marowak did the same with his bone club. "Are you planning on hitting us from all the way over there?" "That's exactly right," Kevin answered. "Well, this I got to see," Roger said as he was scratching his head, while Marowak was doing the same. "Do it now!" Kevin ordered. Hitmonchan threw a right punch on his command. "That's not gonna hit u- What the-!" Before Roger could finish, a fist was flying towards Marowak's face. He ducked to the left, and Marowak did the same, resulting in the punch grazing the right side of Marowak's face. Hitmonchan then retracted his fist, and assumed the same stance as before, with his left fist up and the right swaying sideways. "Hm. I see," Roger thought. "So he's that kind of trainer… Guess I'll stop holding back." "Figured you'd dodge that one," Kevin said. "But let's see you dodge this!" Hitmonchan throws another lengthy right punch. As his arm extends to unreal lengths, trying to close the gap in distance between it and Marowak, Marowak holds his bone in front of him, preparing to guard. Roger then noticed that Hitmonchan's fist began glowing bluish-white. "Mack, don't touch that!" he yelled. "It's an Ice Punch!"

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"Say," Kevin started, "You're not gonna use that Miltank and Riolu, are you, sir?" He pointed to the pink cow, Miltank, and the blue dog, Riolu, standing next to Roger. "Call me Roger," Roger said, "And no. Bessie and Luke won't be battling today. In fact, I think I'll stick to one Pokémon for this battle." Kevin smiled. "Then I'll do the same. And I'd like to request that you use your strongest Pokémon. Your Marowak!" Roger and Psy stayed quiet for a bit after hearing that. Then Roger said, "Alright. You got it." Psy turned to his father and said, "But dad-" "If you're not gonna be an impartial observer, then get someone else to be the referee," Roger said, interrupting his son from finishing his sentence. "N-no, that's not it," Psy replied. "Then start the battle." Roger told him. Psy nodded.

The people started to gather near the battle site. "Alright!" Psy started. "This is a one-on-one battle between Roger Durahan from Cherrygrove City and Kevin from Celadon City. Last Pokémon standing wins. Returning your Pokémon to its Pokéball will count as a forfeit." He points at his dad. "Ready?" His dad nodded. He then points at Kevin. "Ready?" And Kevin responds the same. Psy then lifts both his arms up and before swinging them down, he says, "Then let the battle begin!" Suddenly, a roar of cheers can be heard from the people who are spectating. Roger and Kevin proceed to take a small, half red, half white ball with a button on it out of their pockets. They pressed the button on the Pokéball, which expanded to the size of a baseball, and they throw it at the ground. "Go, Hitmonchan!" Kevin yells out, as a bright light burst out of the Pokéball, and shapes itself on the ground as a Pokémon who resembles a boxer. Roger's Pokéball hits the ground but doesn't open. Then it suddenly opens and a plume of smoke starts rising from the opening. "I knew he was going to do that," Psy thought to himself. The smoke rises and then goes down, and as the smoke clears, a Marowak becomes visible, standing where the Pokéball was thrown. "Alright, Mack. Do your thing!" Roger yells, and Marowak responds by taking a battle stance, holding out his bone in his right hand like a sword. "Mach Punch!" Kevin ordered. Hitmonchan took a step forward and then disappeared. "To the left," Roger said. Marowak immediately holds his bone with both hands, covering the left side of his body, when Hitmonchan's fist connects. "Damn, he blocked it. This guy is as good as they say." Kevin thought. "Close Combat!" Marowak pushed Hitmonchan away with his bone, but Hitmonchan rushes in again. "Prepare to block again," Roger commanded. Hitmonchan began throwing a flurry of punches as soon as he got close to Marowak, and Marowak proceeded to block every punch thrown with his bone. Roger swings his right arm, and Marowak knocks Hitmonchan away again. "There's that weird look in his eyes again," Psy thought to himself. "He didn't even tell Marowak what to do. It's like those two are the same person." "Damn it, that didn't work either," Kevin said. " All right, Hitmonchan. Let's do the thing we planned." Hitmonchan responded by lowering his right arm and holding it sideways near his abdomen, swaying it back and forth. "He dropped his guard a little," Roger thought. "What is he up to?" Roger pointed his finger at Kevin and Marowak did the same with his bone club. "Are you planning on hitting us from all the way over there?" "That's exactly right," Kevin answered. "Well, this I got to see," Roger said as he was scratching his head, while Marowak was doing the same. "Do it now!" Kevin ordered. Hitmonchan threw a right punch on his command. "That's not gonna hit u- What the-!" Before Roger could finish, a fist was flying towards Marowak's face. He ducked to the left, and Marowak did the same, resulting in the punch grazing the right side of Marowak's face. Hitmonchan then retracted his fist, and assumed the same stance as before, with his left fist up and the right swaying sideways. "Hm. I see," Roger thought. "So he's that kind of trainer… Guess I'll stop holding back." "Figured you'd dodge that one," Kevin said. "But let's see you dodge this!" Hitmonchan throws another lengthy right punch. As his arm extends to unreal lengths, trying to close the gap in distance between it and Marowak, Marowak holds his bone in front of him, preparing to guard. Roger then noticed that Hitmonchan's fist began glowing bluish-white. "Mack, don't touch that!" he yelled. "It's an Ice Punch!"