Squirtle Throw

“You good to go?” Samus asked.

Squirtle burbled in response.

“You want to hit that thing again?”

He chittered, a bit more sober.

“Alright.” Samus took Squirtle by the tail and reared him back over her head.

Leaf seemed to get the idea, and called out from across the river. “Squirtle, Withdraw!”

His arms and legs and head tucked inside the shell, so much so that they left only shadowed gaps.

Samus whipped Squirtle forward and hurled him at the creature. The wind whipped into a solid cone around him as he became a deadly projectile in his own right. When the shell struck, it did more than daze the monster, it sent the thing staggering back. Its eyes became unfocused, its legs shaking like jelly, its head struggled to stay upright.

- Chapter 55