[Oh man, how the tide of battle turns. Returning both of them and giving them a well-deserved rest in his jacket pockets, he fingers his last three and thinks. A definite disadvantage, especially with Samurott out and her Emboar still roaring. After a moment, he tosses out a Beartic and a Pansear, but that's it. His final's a secret.]
Bears and Pans, Hilda. She's a tough opponent, so don't underestimate her just 'cause we're friends! [His Beartic's raring to go, and Pansear hangs out on her shoulder chittering excitedly.]
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Bears and Pans, Hilda. She's a tough opponent, so don't underestimate her just 'cause we're friends! [His Beartic's raring to go, and Pansear hangs out on her shoulder chittering excitedly.]