Gavin wasted no time in grabbing his solitary Pokémon and tossing it towards the field with a slight smirk.
"Blade, ready yourself."
This should be a cakewalk, he thought confidently. He was always too cocky for his own good.
His Pokémon, a young Pawniard, was released from the red and white sphere. It stood, with its knife-like hands folded together, its yellow eyes glaring at the opponent....