Khuda and her pokemon put themselves into a new fighting position, it seemed much more official and traditional, no longer relying on instinct and muscle. Khuda was not using her tight boxing stance, her legs very far spread, evenly spaced and low to the ground. Her was slightly tilted to the side to expose significantly less to her enemy and her arms stretched far our, each hand open like there was some ball inside them. Her mankey seemed to copy the exact same stance to a pin, kirilia concentrating on connecting their minds with telepathy yet again, eyes closed and covered by her large hat as she sat in a folding chair brought with her. Khuda snickered as wattson tossing his first pokeball out, showing off his magnemite, the weakest of his pokemon. She scanned it and instantly a wave of intimidating glares, snarls and growls came from mankey. The magnet was too afraid to move and finally khuda spoke, seeming very confident in herself.
"Are you ready to see the power of a real fighter?" He muttered, and suddenly her pokemon dashed, his speed being incredible. He was barely visible, merely a blurr. He dashed around the magnet for a while, only to hit him hard with two overlapping overhead openhanded hand strikes. They where karatechops, but two over one another, making it double chop. The hit was devastating to the tiny pokemon, but the mankey made sure he was winning, throwing bullet punches and powerful kicking moves, finishing combinations with the rage skill to show off his skill, he stopped completely dominating the little guy only for a minute, seeing it try to get back up. Wattson was surprised by the girl's furiousity but upon seeing her worried face, he grew equally concerned.
"O-ok enkido, you can stop now" She worriedly responded, putting her hand out. Mankey did not stop. Kirilia giggled in her own pokemon way, seeming very amused by this, but clearly trying to recover from the telepathic link being broken.
"Enkidu!"