I looked back at Caliban, who had fallen just behind us. Cleffa seemed to be wearing through his defences and he clearly looked more uncomfortable with its presence, which was a nice change from the earlier disgust. He would probably jump at the chance to throw down with a wild Pokemon right now, but I didn't think it was a good idea to break the hold that Cleffa seemed to have over him.
Whilst it would put me at a disadvantage, I decided to go with Zuse; he may not be able to bring the power of his mind to bear, but there was more than enough in his body to compensate for the loss. "Zuse, battle time," I yelled as I threw his ball, making a concerted effort to ignore the daggers that Caliban was glaring into the back of my head.
"Liepard's principally a Physical close-combatant - shore yourself up with Iron Defence and then slam him with Hammer Arm when he gets close."
Zuse planted his back legs firmly into the ground to take up his defensive stance in preparation for Liepard's attack. An intense silvery glow begun eminating from his metallic skin as it hardened, fading until it left only a faint sheen across his body; only his right-front arm retained the glow, which softened to the white light of Zuse's Hammer Arm.