Luke Van Eyla
Canalave City
PR HQ, Commander's Office
"Wahahahahahahaha! Do you think we wouldn't have known about that? There's already a huge army on the way there!"
"Just to let you know, Jubilife has several weakpoints, in my honest opinion. According to the structure of the city, a week-long ambush would set its inhabitants off plus with a tight curfew caused by us Pokemon, we'll disrupt living there AND since we come with an artillery to smash, we could even blaze the whole city." The Vanillite took a deep breath before lecturing on, "I'd assume a cretin like you wuoldn't understand a thing I say. Your border defense sucks, and no army is gonna back it up. Unless you get your buildings right." To press his point, Luke casted a cloud of mist in the air and shaped it into a map of the city.
"Look there, an easy distraction or a smoke bomb can reveal this to be the best refuge for external forces. Plus the alleys behind the TV centre provides a shield for our local troops of chemical warfare, and you nincompoops won't even tell. From the north, lies the Wayward Cavern, if the citizens were to be driven out, they can't escape without getting lost or mutineered in that maze. Cutting of reinforcements is a doable feat, just use a Whirlwind or a short Signal Beam would work and down your electricity goes. Poliwhirls and Simipours are excellent flooders, we can clog those drains before you could recite my great-grand aunt's full name. Trust me, it's quite a mouthful." Luke snorted, faking sheepishness as he stealthily decreased the room's temperature to lower than -100.
The windows started to be layered with ice cracks and foggy watermarks appeared over the glass. "Don't try to ignore the question, little Vanillite. I know you suspect Khufu. If you want, I'll stay down here, but you need to check that paper, if you value the life of your Commander."
Coldly, the Vanillite countered, "What I'm more worry about is that humans can try to sabotage and create strife amongst Pokemon to weaken our unity in strength." Trying a different style, Luke floated up to the ceiling whilst looking down on Jack.
"In medieval times, captives from enemy states would be tortured till they spill like MooMoo Milk. A unique stratagem in which Pokemon have learnt for our benefits, is the Water Dripping method. Luke started to encased his victim in a rigid slab of ice, like a coffin and then caused it to lie flat in suspension. Using the same bucket, he carved out a small hole to allow only a drop of cold water to flow out every second. He then drifted it right above Jack's forehead and let it run. Luke then started on his interrogation.
"Now, tell me. Are you just a one-man-band or do you love humans as comrades?"