Trainer Name: Sloane Jackson
Location: Route 4
Game Points: 311 (+1)
Items: Pokeballs (x10), Potion (x1), Antidote (x1), Moonstone (x1)
Pokemon Roster:
Spoiler:


Ascalon the Charmeleon
16/16


Carwennan the Houndour
15/15


Clarent the Fearow
20/20


Arondight the Raticate
20/20


Orna the Geodude
12/12


Immortality the Cleffa
10/10

Sloane went into the center. As useful as Kavacha was, he just wasn't ready for battle yet. She'd have to switch him out with a Pokemon that was better ready to battle. She frowned as she tried to decide who to switch Kavacha out with. She had a flying type already, but poisoning an opponent could be useful. However, the changes of it were very low and such abilities weren't really a part of her style. "Sorry Kavacha and Egeking, but I think Orna is the most ready out of you three."

PC switch!
Kavacha the Metapod for Orna the Geodude

With that done, Sloane went back outside. She searched for a secluded area that was still close, but far enough that nobody would really bother her. Despite Altea's fascination with her training style, Sloane had found many others criticized it, especially when they gained knowledge of her blasted knee. Sloane's fingers tightened around the black bandanna in her hand in frustration, but a quick deep breath discarded the anger. This was neither the time nor place to grow angry about something like that. Sloane unclipped the Pokeballs from her belt and sent out her Pokemon. "Ok guys, here we go. Everyone except Immortality and Orna should know the drill so either explain it to them or let them sit out this round but we need to work fast. Alright?" All her Pokemon nodded. "Ok, let's do this."

Sloane walked to the center of the field and tied the bandanna over her eyes so she couldn't see. All her Pokemon except Clarent took up different positions on the battlefield, with Clarent circling silently a little ways above it all. Sloane took another deep breath and allowed her other senses to adjust for the lack of sight. Soon she was hearing the smallest details around her and was quick to dodge the incoming attack from behind. Judging by the weight of the steps and the pattern of them, it had probably been Ascalon attacking. Sloane spun out of the way of another attack, the pad of four feet giving away Carwennan faster than the Houndour would have liked. Arondight and Clarent came next, both missing Sloane as she tuck and rolled. The attacks kept coming, with Orna and Immortality joining in after a little bit, but each attack missing their target.