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Rowan didn’t get a chance to respond to her Ranger as the scuffling noise became louder and more apparent. As the ground erupted between the two trainers, the Diglett revealed itself. The adorable brown head of the Diglett shined above the disturbed dirt. Its small black eyes glimmered in the faint light. Rowan smiled—this was what she was looking for.

She looked around the area that they were in, judging the size of the space given. It wasn’t that large, but it would be enough to use her Noctowl in battle.

“Heh, you’re just a Pokemon magnet after using that scent spray,” Sara said to Rowan.

“That was the plan,” the young Romanian women replied, grinning. She took another Pokeball, this one obviously different from her others; it was black and gold instead of red and white and there was a single silver star on the black side. She threw it into the air, watching the scarlet energy dissolve into a dark brown and tan bird Pokemon. Vanator, the Romanian word for hunter, was a good name for her modest Noctowl. He could strike quickly any prey and at this moment, the little brown worm was the target.

“Vanator, use Confusion!” Rowan called quickly, hoping to surprise the Diglett into battle. Luckily Vanator was smart enough to know not the try and lift Diglett from its home in the dirt, so instead he picked up a number of small rocks with the blue telekinetic force that shot from his eyebrow tufts. The ten or so rocks floated around the Noctowl before shooting dangerously at Diglett at full speed.


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