(He's nearly dead, trust me on that. Just want him to go out on a bang! Now let's do something really stupid!)
GrifSpark was completely lost, he couldn't see a single thing, but now he felt that Jolteon could. Haunter would be on his last legs, and was going down, quickly... There was no-way he could win, but if he was going down, he'd drag RayMav down with him.
"Haunter, overcharge DarkPulse!"
GrifSpark could see the glow of the attack now, much more vibrant than last time. And the fog had to be twice as thick as the cloud of smoke, and then GrifSpark noticed that the fog was being re-absorbed back into Haunters DarkPulse. It was creating a miniature black-hole.
"Haunter, stop!" GrifSpark ordered, Haunter seemed to be in pain, and blinked twice in succession to acknowlage the order.
Haunter tried to stop, but the attack was becoming too powerful. It had lost complete control of the attack, and it was working on its own accord. GrifSpark held onto his hat, the "Dark-hole" was beginning to suck in everything.
This could be interesting...