The shockwave generated by the collision between Jump Kick and Aqua Tail blasted both Pokémon backward.
Blaziken flipped twice in midair, using Flying-type energy to adjust its posture before landing on a patch of gray rock seven or eight meters away.
The instant its feet touched the stone, its knees bent slightly to absorb the impact, leaving two shallow scrape marks across the rock.
Milotic, meanwhile, was pressed downward by the force coming from above. Its long neck bent slightly, and when its tail fell back onto the water, it kicked up a broad splash of churning spray.
Having steadied themselves, neither Pokémon paused for even a moment. Their gazes collided through the space filled with mist and sparks as they launched another round of attacks at the same time.
Blaziken darted across the gray rock, each step landing precisely on dry footholds while avoiding the slippery patches of moss.
As it ran, its form suddenly blurred—one became two, two became four, four became eight. In the blink of an eye, twelve figures charged toward Milotic from different directions.
Milotic did not panic. Its red eyes calmly swept across the rapidly approaching doubles as its long neck lifted slightly and a High-Pressure Water Gun gathered in its mouth before sweeping outward.
The High-Pressure Water Gun precisely sliced through the foremost nine figures—the struck doubles shattered and vanished like reflections in water, turning into tiny motes of energy.
The remaining three figures evaded the sweeping water blast and closed in from three directions in a triangular formation, less than ten meters away from Milotic.
"Milotic, Twister." Wallace's voice remained steady, carrying a precise grasp of timing.
Milotic's long body suddenly swayed through the water. Deep purple Dragon-type energy gathered across its surface and swiftly merged with the surrounding current.
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