[The Thunderbolt hits its mark, catching first in the sickle, then enveloping Absol in electricity. It stands its ground, silently bearing the hit. N makes a small sound-- something of an empathic whimper. He's about to ask if the Pokemon is alright, and he receives an answer in form of a zealous roar.
Absol shakes off the sparks of electricity and again brandishes the glowing sickle, this time sending forth the whirlwind in the movement. Each arc of the sickle sends out a blade-like crescent scattering into the whirlwind-- and it's all heading toward the Pikachu and its doubles. The range of the attack is wide-- a bit wider than N predicted, judging by his baffled expression. It tears up grass, cuts at the bark of the nearby trees. No serious damage of course, but still alarming to at least N. He takes a step backward, forced to squint when the gale whips at his hair.]
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Absol shakes off the sparks of electricity and again brandishes the glowing sickle, this time sending forth the whirlwind in the movement. Each arc of the sickle sends out a blade-like crescent scattering into the whirlwind-- and it's all heading toward the Pikachu and its doubles. The range of the attack is wide-- a bit wider than N predicted, judging by his baffled expression. It tears up grass, cuts at the bark of the nearby trees. No serious damage of course, but still alarming to at least N. He takes a step backward, forced to squint when the gale whips at his hair.]