Byrus
Strange days ahead
- Pronoun
- he/him
RespectTheBlade (XO)
Pix
(F) <Arena trap>
Health: 37%
Energy: 49%
Chills used: 0/4 | Healing moves used: 0/2
Status: Not feeling very well at all. - 6 attack, - 6 spec attack
Rock-ground (XO)
Steelbird
(M) <Sturdy>
Health: 99%
Energy: 88%
Chills used: 0/4 | Healing moves used: 0/2
Status: Looking distinctly unimpressed. +2 attack
Round twelve
As the swirling sand around the two battlers begins to weaken, Steelbird is able to spot his tiny foe a little more easily. He narrows his cold, yellowy eyes at his prey and watches as the crestfallen Trapinch summons up a shimmering shield around herself. The translucent barrier flickers in and out of existence before Pix manages to stabilize it, and she squeezes her eyes shut as she cowers behind it.
Steelbird caws mockingly, then simply turns away from the frightened Pix and begins another frenzied war dance. The clash of steel on steel rings throughout the stadium as Steelbird repeats the flashy series of moves, swooping around with surprising speed. He finally completes the dance and lands gracefully on the ground, digging his talons into the dirt and flexing his sharpened wings.
He moves about restlessly as he sees Pix drop her protect shield and glance up nervously. She didn’t hear all the fuss from behind the sound proof barrier, but she can’t help but think the Skarmory looks even more vicious than before, if that was possible.
Eager to get on the offence again, Steelbird utters a harsh cry before zooming skyward and swooping down towards his foe like a missile.
Pix squeaks fearfully, and reacts as quick as her weakened body will allow. She digs her stubby legs into the cracked earth and grits her jaws together, focusing with all her might. A dim, shimmering aura of pure energy surrounds her body as she braces herself for the impact.
Steelbird traces another wide arc in the air before his wicked beak makes contact with the cringing Trapinch. A muffled hiss escapes Pix as she’s pushed into the earth by the force and left with a searing pain running throughout her tiny form. Steelbird quickly flaps backward after striking, landing on an upturned slab and eyeing the injured Trapinch with a predatory gaze.
With a great effort, Pix manages to push herself to her feet again, her face contorted in pain. This definitely isn’t going well, and her trainer isn’t exactly being encouraging either…
She groans wearily as she hears another ear piercing cry, and spots the Skarmory zooming around in a circle again, getting ready to strike. Steelbird spreads his bladed wings wide then streams towards his tiny foe, his sharp beak glinting. Pix closes her eyes and cowers down, her jaws gnashing together. Steelbird collides again with brutal force, his sharp beak digging into the Trapinch's tough skin. Pix cringes away, yanking her feet out of the loosened ground and cursing to herself. She sways unsteadily, and struggles to focus on her foe, but she can't see much more than a big grey and red blur. Well, that'll have to do...
She takes the plunge, and dives at the blur with all her remaining strength, bashing and gnashing and flailing madly. Steelbird caws irritably as the tiny projectile collides with his armour. Ugh, not this again... She puts up a better show than before, but it's not quite enough to make much of a dent, and Steelbird simply swats her away again, much to her disdain.
Meanwhile, the sand swirling around the battlefield begins to die down and the air finally starts to clear. Soon, the sandstorm has faded completely, and the two battlers are clearly visible in the sandy, disheveled stadium.
End of round twelve
RespectTheBlade (XO)
Pix (F) <Arena trap>
Health: 7% (Capped)
Energy: 31%
Chills used: 0/4 | Healing moves used: 0/2
Status: "...I hate you." Struggling to stay conscious. - 6 attack, - 6 spec attack
Rock-ground (XO)
Steelbird (M) <Sturdy>
Health: 97%
Energy: 76%
Chills used: 0/4 | Healing moves used: 0/2
Status: "Is that all you got?!" Looking almost bored. +4 attack
Arena notes
The earth is cracked and warped, with several lumps of jagged rock sticking up at crooked angles.
The sandstorm has faded away, leaving the ground sandy and gritty.
Battle notes
- Sorry for the delay. Busy busy.
- Gotta love damage caps...
- rock-ground attacks first.
Pix
(F) <Arena trap>Health: 37%
Energy: 49%
Chills used: 0/4 | Healing moves used: 0/2
Status: Not feeling very well at all. - 6 attack, - 6 spec attack
Rock-ground (XO)
Steelbird
(M) <Sturdy>Health: 99%
Energy: 88%
Chills used: 0/4 | Healing moves used: 0/2
Status: Looking distinctly unimpressed. +2 attack
Round twelve
As the swirling sand around the two battlers begins to weaken, Steelbird is able to spot his tiny foe a little more easily. He narrows his cold, yellowy eyes at his prey and watches as the crestfallen Trapinch summons up a shimmering shield around herself. The translucent barrier flickers in and out of existence before Pix manages to stabilize it, and she squeezes her eyes shut as she cowers behind it.
Steelbird caws mockingly, then simply turns away from the frightened Pix and begins another frenzied war dance. The clash of steel on steel rings throughout the stadium as Steelbird repeats the flashy series of moves, swooping around with surprising speed. He finally completes the dance and lands gracefully on the ground, digging his talons into the dirt and flexing his sharpened wings.
He moves about restlessly as he sees Pix drop her protect shield and glance up nervously. She didn’t hear all the fuss from behind the sound proof barrier, but she can’t help but think the Skarmory looks even more vicious than before, if that was possible.
Eager to get on the offence again, Steelbird utters a harsh cry before zooming skyward and swooping down towards his foe like a missile.
Pix squeaks fearfully, and reacts as quick as her weakened body will allow. She digs her stubby legs into the cracked earth and grits her jaws together, focusing with all her might. A dim, shimmering aura of pure energy surrounds her body as she braces herself for the impact.
Steelbird traces another wide arc in the air before his wicked beak makes contact with the cringing Trapinch. A muffled hiss escapes Pix as she’s pushed into the earth by the force and left with a searing pain running throughout her tiny form. Steelbird quickly flaps backward after striking, landing on an upturned slab and eyeing the injured Trapinch with a predatory gaze.
With a great effort, Pix manages to push herself to her feet again, her face contorted in pain. This definitely isn’t going well, and her trainer isn’t exactly being encouraging either…
She groans wearily as she hears another ear piercing cry, and spots the Skarmory zooming around in a circle again, getting ready to strike. Steelbird spreads his bladed wings wide then streams towards his tiny foe, his sharp beak glinting. Pix closes her eyes and cowers down, her jaws gnashing together. Steelbird collides again with brutal force, his sharp beak digging into the Trapinch's tough skin. Pix cringes away, yanking her feet out of the loosened ground and cursing to herself. She sways unsteadily, and struggles to focus on her foe, but she can't see much more than a big grey and red blur. Well, that'll have to do...
She takes the plunge, and dives at the blur with all her remaining strength, bashing and gnashing and flailing madly. Steelbird caws irritably as the tiny projectile collides with his armour. Ugh, not this again... She puts up a better show than before, but it's not quite enough to make much of a dent, and Steelbird simply swats her away again, much to her disdain.
Meanwhile, the sand swirling around the battlefield begins to die down and the air finally starts to clear. Soon, the sandstorm has faded completely, and the two battlers are clearly visible in the sandy, disheveled stadium.
End of round twelve
RespectTheBlade (XO)
Pix
(F) <Arena trap>Health: 7% (Capped)
Energy: 31%
Chills used: 0/4 | Healing moves used: 0/2
Status: "...I hate you." Struggling to stay conscious. - 6 attack, - 6 spec attack
Rock-ground (XO)
Steelbird
(M) <Sturdy>Health: 97%
Energy: 76%
Chills used: 0/4 | Healing moves used: 0/2
Status: "Is that all you got?!" Looking almost bored. +4 attack
Arena notes
The earth is cracked and warped, with several lumps of jagged rock sticking up at crooked angles.
The sandstorm has faded away, leaving the ground sandy and gritty.
Battle notes
- Sorry for the delay. Busy busy.
- Gotta love damage caps...
- rock-ground attacks first.
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