Yellow - Giga Punch

Snarling, Bison threw Danny aside and moved for Yellow. “That does it! I’ll end you with a single blow!” Power built in his hands like Gon’s Jajanken on a much greater scale, and a sensation of dread gripped Yellow’s stomach like a vice, like looking her own death in the eyes. Furrowing her brow, Yellow stared down Bison, tugging her straw hat tighter on her head as she issued her commands.

“Gravvy!” Almost immediately, the Pokemon darted to her aid. She pressed the flat palm of her hand against Gravvy’s rocky shell and began to heal his wounds, all while watching Bison prepare his technique. Fortunately neither Kitty nor Dody had been seriously hurt, but she couldn’t keep healing this much, let alone do what she was about to do more than a few times. “Ready Gravvy?” she said as the Golem chirped its agreement. For a moment there was nothing, and then Yellow felt it, a bond stronger than steel forged with her Pokemon. With an effort of will Yellow fed power into Gravvy, boosting his strength enough for one action.

Bison struck, pushing forward with his feet as he begun to spin, the Psycho Power gathered in his hands covering his body like the corona of a meteor. The raw force of the attack tore the ground apart as he closed the distance to Yellow. Anything less than what she was about to do would mean her death.

“*PSYCHO CRUSHER!*” Bison yelled.

“**GIGA PUNCH!**” Yellow screamed.

The two collided in an explosion of raw force, the shockwave of which was powerful enough to knock Yellow from her feet. Pika found himself knocked from her shoulder, flung across the street, and bounced off of a wall, but was otherwise unhurt. The real damage, however, was at the epicenter of the clash, where Gravvy’s amped Mega Punch had collided with Bison’s Psycho Crusher with enough power to create a small crater in the street around the two fighters. As the dust settled, Yellow recovered in time to see what had become of the two.

Gravvy remained standing, barely- by healing him, Yellow had made sure his Sturdy type came in handy, protecting him from being taken out in a single blow. Bison, however, hadn’t fared so well. While he wasn’t weakened after using his Psycho Crusher, he had been vulnerable, and momentarily blind to an outside attacker, like the recovering Danny. Bison lay immobile beneath a sheet of solid ice, and Danny’s glowing blue eyes explained how he had found himself in such a position. Given a moment to rest, Yellow gathered up her Pokemon and walked over to stand beside Danny.

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Round 7a, FreestyleKneepad