[Gurdurr uses his steel to block the Strength-Crunch, though it drives him into the mud a little too much for Hilber't comfort. Slowed by the mud on his fur or not, it wasn't good for the Fighting-type to keep on in this weather. He knows she's looking for an opening to toss in Emboar, and can't help but wonder about that sixth ball bouncing on her belt like that. It hadn't been used yet, right? Emboar, Seismitoad, Stoutland, Gothitelle, Galvantula... No, it hadn't. That'd be one to watch for.]
Swing it off, Gurs! [Flying dog? Flying dog. Otherwise those pretty teeth of his were going with it.]
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Swing it off, Gurs! [Flying dog? Flying dog. Otherwise those pretty teeth of his were going with it.]