Once the attack clears, Adell throws his arms back out, seemingly no worse for the wear. Sure, the attack stung at his skin and there was a bit of ringing in his ears, but it was far less than he thought it would be.

But what he was less happy about was that smug kid bailing; not that it wasn't smart, but because he took a shot for him when it looked like he was in trouble. Okay, fine. The half-pint was on his own now. Everybody got one, and he used it up. He watched as he ordered his Gyarados to attack the leader with Hyper Beam, and he shook his head. He had to think fast. That kind of attack was going to draw a lot of hate from whatever that monstrous insect was, and judging by the shot it fired toward Ditto, that Gyarados might not last long while it had to rest.

He was quick to give battlefield orders, while ignoring the Signal Beam. It'd barely dent him anyway, considering he'd resist it heavily.

"Maverick! Disrupt their formation with Wing Attack! Beowulf, sweep them from the sky with Flamethrower!" He turned to face the giant boss bug, and then looked to Andy, his Blaziken. "Get ready, buddy. We'll take it together."