Wyatt clenched his fist. I really don't like this guy. "Enough talk! Get your butt into position and let's get this over with. Shall we take the first move, or are you too scared of getting creamed?" he called out. Sheldon was hopping, and eager to battle. Wyatt wiped some sweat off of his brow with the sleeve of his Suicune Dorm jacket. Damn, it's hot in here. He would have released his other Pokemon, to let them cheer on Sheldon, but frankly, he didn't much like this character he was going to fight with, and didn't want him to interact with his Pokemon at all.