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- Another vine swung in, Squirtle scuttled underneath it running on all fours and launched himself at the creature again. Their foreheads collided. The force of the impact knocked Squirtle back onto his shell. The creature just kind of winced.
- “Squirtle, Water Gun!”
- Squirtle, still stuck on its back, cupped its beaked mouth and a blast of water fired out from it. The immediate force sent him spinning on his shell, fast to the point that he launched off the ground and slammed into the creature he was facing again. This time when he bounced back off, he landed unsteadily on his feet.
- The creature didn’t bow its legs, it showed no signs of fatigue, but it did seem annoyed. Its body tensed, and a low rumble drifted from its throat. That rumble began to move, up its body into the bulb on its back, which began to quiver in anger. Its petals and leaves shook violently, like they were being buffeted by a powerful windstorm that did not exist.
- - Chapter 55
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