"Yah!"
The six round, golden little warriors shouted in unison.
They marched in place with a steady left-right-left-right rhythm, drawing the spectators into chants that kept the same beat.
Shiny Gengar narrowed his eyes and raised a plump paw to shade them. "Gengar?"
They look familiar...
He turned to his Trainer, who prompted him, "Falinks. Don't tell me you've forgotten."
Oh!
Gengar remembered.
Falinks were pure Fighting-type Pokémon.
One leader and five followers made up this six-in-one formation Pokémon.
So that's who they are!
Now he knew what he was dealing with.
Gengar had seen Falinks in a fighting game, but their stats were so underwhelming that nobody used them. No wonder he hadn't recognized them right away.
Are they really this tiny in real life?
Broad and plump himself, he looked at them with pity. Each Falinks was about the size of a roadside bollard. The leader was only slightly bigger than its followers, so the three-meter height listed in the Pokédex had to be their combined height when stacked.
Fweeeet!
The opening whistle blew!
Brimming with confidence, Dainipola swiftly ordered, "Falinks, change formation! First Impression!"
"Yah!"
Falinks roared together. Their single-file line instantly shifted into a triangular assault formation.
The leader's forehead horn suddenly extended, while it raised the shields on its arms before its face. Green sparks glimmered across them.
In the next instant, the six spherical Spartans charged Gengar with fearless momentum, wrapped in emerald light like an arrow loosed from a bow!
Fast!
Incredibly fast!
They charged like cavalry racing across open plains. The grass shook wildly beneath their feet, sending countless blades flying.
In the blink of an eye, they had crossed most of the Grass Field.
That mobility alone explained why Dainipola had chosen a Bug-type move that was not very effective against