[Zorua seems self-assured enough, and the Murkrow has been returned to her Pokeball. N should probably just let this go... But of course he doesn't.]
I despise trainers like you. [At his feet, Zoroark bristles, prepared for battle. N gestures to the Spinarak with a sweep of his hand.] Zoroark, Night Slash. [What do you mean this match-up isn't fair? He's trying to teach this twerp a lesson. Zoroark lunges forward, slashing at the Bug-type with her claws.]
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I despise trainers like you. [At his feet, Zoroark bristles, prepared for battle. N gestures to the Spinarak with a sweep of his hand.] Zoroark, Night Slash. [What do you mean this match-up isn't fair? He's trying to teach this twerp a lesson. Zoroark lunges forward, slashing at the Bug-type with her claws.]