The sly expression that Thomas had bore further provoked Maya's unease. It felt as if, despite such a grave loss, that it was certainly clear he had already contemplated a stratagem of sorts. An air of composure emanated from Thomas, his countenance reflected that of his steady calm. Though, this provided little comfort.
Thomas smiled wryly, "It seems that I've been driven into a corner. Most impressive." Naturally, Maya returned his rather awry smile, albeit blandly, her expression as languid as her smile.
"Garchomp, stand your ground." A dominantly bright sapphire dragon graced the already marred platform, its crescent, rough jet- like appendages assuming a rather aggressive form and its robust, sinewy tail undulating in sheer thrill.
"Take flight with agility, Garchomp." In a blink of an eye, the glimmering sapphire dragon made an instant ascent, its momentum comparable to that of Jolteon's formerly unparalleled rapidity of movement. Maya sighed in utter disdain. He's so unbelievably fast.. Not to mention, I'm at a type- disadvantage, with Garchomp being a ground type. And to top it all of, he has an aerial advantage also. What course of action should I take.. ? What would be best.. ?
"Garchomp, agility with a 'Dragon Rush' attack! Aim well!"
Maya retorted, her tone richly intense. "Jolteon, brace yourself with 'Dig!' Be as careful as you can! We have to make sure we evade that strike!"
The dominantly blue dragon began a hurriedly paced spiral descent, its momentum overwhelmingly fast and its blade- like, jet like appendages unfolded. The yellow, dog- like Pokemon began an excavation underground, to act as its safe haven from the imminent strike. A deep crater molded into the platform, as Garchomp had made its coarse disembarkation. Much to Maya's relief, Jolteon had eluded the grave strike.
"Jolteon, it's time to let down the curtains! Muster your remaining strength, and let it all out in one shot! Use 'Thunder', now!"
Thomas retorted, as fiercely as Maya had. "Garchomp, let loose a 'Hyper Beam' also!"
Streaks of bright, golden lightning, and a stream of an emerald light melded in vivid harmony; a picturesque display of colors captivated the setting with luminous, vibrant streaks of gold and emerald light. The jet- like dragon mustered a remainder of its strength, but alas, it faded into unconsciousness; its defeat marked Maya's hard- fought victory, though, much to Thomas' chagrin, despite his utmost efforts.
He spoke, his tone yet still richly, but sincerely deep. "Congratulations, Maya. You did well. Be proud of yourself."
Maya smiled ingratiatingly, "I could say the same about you! You were fantastic and awesome! Those strategies.. amazing!"
"Thanks. That means a lot. In any case.. I'll be eyeing your future matches. Be sure to do well." Thomas said, graciously thanking the jubilant maiden.
Maya laughed pleasantly, "It's no problem; honestly, thank yourself for a job well done, not me. And as for my other matches.. you can count on that! I'll always be doing my best!"
((And scene. Finally! Kinda rushed, but eh?))