Victory

Infront I stand amist the moonlight a path foward.

Engage I thought as I walk foward slight breeze in my face.

A forest path lay onward, canopes of oak, with leaves the deepest viridian.

I encounter it ahead, to my hip I go, grasping spheres of ruby and steel taking pose to strike.

in front I see an beast of the lightest cerulean and I pause, staring it down

Attack! the creature charges and I return the favor and throw.

Flashing down in greatest form stands your friend in the

vibrant of yellow and zips foward with the quickest of attacks, SLAM! you throw.

You've won, squirtle is yours.