On Stage
-Ren stares at the upstart 20-something year old man in front waiting to see if he’d make the first move. However, Tristan just smirked smugly at Ren.-
Tristan: Afraid are we? I can’t say that I blame you after I trounced you that last time.
Ren: Not scared. Just cautious. I know exactly what your team is capable of, and I don’t plan to let what happened last time happen again.
Tristan: HA! And here I thought you’d learned something from last time. Face it Clavis, you and your team can’t beat me.
Ren: -narrowing his eyes- We. Will. See.
Tristan: -raising his eyebrows and tilting his head forward, and with a smug expression- Nora, Reflect. Basquiat, Light Screen.
-Nora the Glalie, widens her eyes as they flash, cause a translucent blue protective coating to form around herself and her teammate. Basquiat the Smeargle, twirls his tail, cause a translucent yellow coating to cover himself and his teammate. Both the mon stand ready to move covered with their protective coatings, which swirl with yellows, blues, and greens.-
Tristan: And now Clavis, let my second victory against you commence!
Ren: Tch. Double screens. Well only only thing to do now…
Very well, here we go! Rio, Brick Break the Smeargle. Kitsune, Flame Burst at the Glalie!
...Hit them with everything we’ve got.
-Rio charges towards the Smeargle, his fist glowing with aura, as Kitsune rears back on her hind legs majestically, charging a ball of unstable flames, which, upon all four of Kitsune’s feet are planted on the ground, rockets towards the Glalie.-
-Ren’s, Kitsune’s, and Rio’s eyes are entirely focused, preparing for a possible counter that could instantly take down Rio or Kitsune while Tristan smugly watches Ren’s futile attempts at trying to seize victory.-
We shall defeat legions of Cipher Peons... by performing an elaborate musical number!