[Dodging blows? He can do. The mud wall? Despite Hilda's shout, he gets the full brunt of it, washing back towards his trainer and standing up, looking like a monster from the black lagoon. It's no time to be laughing, but she really can't help it; he looks ridiculous.]

It seems like Hilbert's smarter than I thought... Stoutland, we've gotta wear him down as much as we can! Emboar won't be any help in this weather unless we can manage that! Strength!

[With that, Stoutland'll be charging in to slam that Gurdurr with some Strength. Maybe a Crunch too.

The sky'll clear up any turn now, too -- hopefully. She plays with Emboar's ball, taking it from her belt and bouncing it on the heel of her hand restlessly.]