Axia tried her best, but their were just too many projectiles coming at her from every direction. She dodged a few, but most of them hit their mark.

[i]"Crap, that Gardevoir is faster than I thought, but at least it wasn't a fairy-type attack."[/i] John silently cursed before ordering Axia to take evasive maneuvers, signaling for [b]Dragon Dance[/b] with a snap of his finger, disguised as an irritated gesture. He had Axia move around the small battle area, not quite ready to attack. 

Psychic types were tricky, always packing annoying moves like Protect or teleport, things of that nature. They could also better predict attacks and thus avoid them as well. 

After having Axia run serpintine around the Gardevoir for awhile to evade other attacks the psychic type threw out, he decided it was time to go on the offensive. 

"Axia, take out his Gardevoir with a [b]Poison Jab[/b]." he yelled with a wide grin, knowing that if he hit, it would most likely be his win. 

A super effective physical attack from a Haxorus was nothing to sneeze at, so even if it didn't end the battle, the Gardevoir would be greatly weakened, and poisoned if he was lucky.

Axia did as he ordered, putting all her speed and power into a vicious attack with her horns, which glowed a sickly dark purple in the dark of night, heading straight for the Gardevoir.