Yellow - Predicts attack

For all of Dody’s speed, an enemy that could teleport was significantly above his pay grade. The three-headed bird did his best to duck and weave as Bison gave chase, giving Yellow time to heal Kitty through the Pokeball she gripped in her free hand, but every time the red-uniformed fighter appeared in a flash of purple light, Yellow had to tug on the reins to keep Dody from crashing headlong into Bison and making a bad situation worse. “Omny!” she called as Dody avoided yet another teleporting attack. “Get ready with an Ice Beam!”

She tugged at the reins, drawing Dody to a halt. Her racing had taken her far away from the fight, and she needed to get back to Danny if she wanted a chance of stopping Bison. As she wheeled around, her gut told her he was about to strike. But from where? Her head swiveled around, checking everywhere in front of her, and she thought back to the match with Skulker. If she were Bison right now, where would she strike? The soreness in her neck was a grim reminder of her glaring weakness, and in that moment, she knew.

In a single motion, Yellow whipped at Dody’s reins and shouted “NOW!” Guided by her thoughts, Omny spun around and fired his ice ray directly at Yellow, who twisted out of the way just as Bison appeared and reached for her slender neck a second time. The ice beam struck home, freezing Bison’s chest and upper arm, but Yellow knew it wouldn’t last. Dody began to run, picking up steam as Bison snarled and punched at the ice to shatter it. That same play wouldn’t work a second time, but it had bought her precious seconds without Bison’s harassment. Time to think.

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Round 7a, FreestyleKneepad