<Taylor, concentrate!>

As though her silent musings had provoked the gods of RNG, a sudden tug damn near yanked the rod out of her hand. "Again?" She yelped, digging in her heels and slipping slightly on the by-now slick ground. Once again, that felt far too strong for a 'karp!

<Back up,> Dinah suggested, stepping towards the well. <Let us get in position now and maybe it won't launch itself at your face, this time.> The suggestion had Taylor nodding and hastening to do as suggested, pacing backwards whenever slack in the line allowed.

Both hits landed soundly, and Taylor grinned, bouncing on the balls of her feet as the excitement of the situation built. "Good job!" She called, pleased that the pair braced themselves when the serpentine dragon-type began to glow, gathering power for an attack. Launching itself at Mumble, it slammed its back end against the little penguin in a heavy-hitting Dragon Tail.

Thankfully, the starter was a pro at tanking hits - or so he thinks; don't tell him otherwise - and barely staggered. Giving him a moment to recover, Taylor focused on the Espeon. "Dinah, try a Confusion," came the suggestion, swiftly obeyed and executed.