[Shadow tosses a Pokeball, capturing the wounded Magmar within it. He smirks over at Mawile, approving of her strength.]

There doesn't appear to be many Pokemon now that can withstand our power. I'm glad you were able to keep up with the rest of your comrades, Mawile.

[Mawile looks up at her Master, eyes staring blankly, though in her soul she ( Read more... )