[He waited for some more of the flying turtle things to pass by the building before peeking out from behind a pillar and down at Bowser, frowning at him. It seemed like, no matter what he did, his efforts would be useless.
The city's not in great shape, either. He can see a girl in a baseball jersey using pokémon to try and counter the damage as well as the creatures coming after her. He needs to do something...
A brief part of him considers the balls at his belt and he runs a hand along them briefly, but he decides against it just as quickly. They'd been through enough recently, and he could do this himself. He would do it himself.
Without waiting any longer he performs more hand seals to blow fire down at the unsuspecting king, a throb of pain from his left shoulder almost breaking his concentration but not managing to do so.]
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The city's not in great shape, either. He can see a girl in a baseball jersey using pokémon to try and counter the damage as well as the creatures coming after her. He needs to do something...
A brief part of him considers the balls at his belt and he runs a hand along them briefly, but he decides against it just as quickly. They'd been through enough recently, and he could do this himself. He would do it himself.
Without waiting any longer he performs more hand seals to blow fire down at the unsuspecting king, a throb of pain from his left shoulder almost breaking his concentration but not managing to do so.]