"Did you hear that?" Laguna would finally speak to Mr. Business, glancing over in his direction.

"It sounds like a friendly voice, mixed with the sounds of combat." He spoke, pulling off his cleaning gloves with a carefully practiced motion, tucking them into the apron they wore. "And it sounds like they are destroying the building. Sigh." He verbally said Sigh, shaking his head. "And to think, our cleaning efforts are for naught."

"Uh, hello!" Laguna suddenly called out as loudly as she could, leaning far out the building as she tried to get the attention of the people above them. "Can you not wreck our shit? I just cleaned up this couch! I really don't wanna clean it again!"

Snip.

A rush of air suddenly whipped by Laguna faster than she could see. After a few seconds, not only did a few strands of hair suddenly drift apart, but her cheek was suddenly bleeding in a straight line.

"Gah!" Laguna called out in pain, and before Laguna can even recognize what had happened. Mr. Business had suddenly jumped into action. A Quick Guard was swiftly put up with arms stretched out, the invisible forcefield protecting Laguna as the Beast then became seen.

It slammed into the guard with a slash of its hands, incredibly tiny but no less powerful. After seeing it's cutting powers stalled for a moment, it suddenly flew straight upwards, presumably to the others atop the building.

"K-kartana!" She cried out, this time her voice filled with genuine caution and fear for them and not annoyance. "Be careful!"

This place was going to come down, or at least part of the upper floors. Laguna stood by the edge, listening to the confrontation standing right at the edge of floor, staring up. Climbing upwards was going to take forever, and at that point it might be too late for the other Trainer. Kartana were no joke.

"Business!" Laguna called out, swiftly moving to grab the Golden Pokéball on her hip. "Hop in, I'll toss you."

The Mr. Mime gave a knowing smirk, suddenly vanishing within the Pokéball without another word.

Laguna reared back, spinning her arm as she wound up like she was tossing a baseball. "Incoming!" Laguna shouted, suddenly chucking the Golden Pokeball hard.

The ball soared upwards, only for the Mr. Mime to appear from within as soon as it passed the floor. The ball fell back down for Laguna to catch, but the Pokemon was already moving into action. "Good evening Ma'am, where is the- Oh, there it is." Mr. Business began as he watched Torino physically tussle with the miniscule Kartana. Stretching out his limbs, a Wide Guard swiftly was propped up, blocking the Kartana's path as it slammed into it. "Quickly now, fisticuffs!"

"Professional is my middle name, after all." Mr. Business spoke, keeping the barriers up to defend until Torino had the Beast firmly in her hands. Amazing precision, without a single papercut. Remarkable. "You've been sending shudders down the whole building, only a matter of time before it falls if you kept it up."

Laguna meanwhile, was attempting to climb up the side of the building, grabbing every hand hold she could, exposed rebar and crumbling concrete, when the whole building continued to shudder. This was really not a safe strategy, then again-

"Oh." She blinked, feeling dumb for a moment. She had Player moves, she could totally cheese this!

With a sudden laugh, Laguna just let go and jumped off the edge, starting to fall.

Sparks tickled against her skin before erupting into flame as a Sunsteel Strike swiftly carried her up to the next floor and slightly above. Not wasting any time, she'd carry the momentum and the powerful flames to slam her body straight into the Kartana. It attempted to dodge, but the flames still certainly charred them.

After the move was done, however, she immediately dropped, landing on the ceiling above and crashing through to the floor below, by Torino and the others.

After the dust settled, Laguna would cough, clearing her throat as she stood up. "Okay, yeah. That probably didn't help. Anyone got eyes on it?"

Perhaps they got a papercut after all, Mr. Business frowned. He really should perhaps get some spectacles if he was going to make some unfortunate judgement calls. Such a beast was surely not to be trifled with. "Perhaps you should get that... Wrapped?" His voice faltered as Torino suddenly jumped down. "They're going to get more hurt, aren't they?"

"Probably." Laguna rubbed at her own wounded shoulder for a second as she made her way to the edge of the building. The whole building was crumbling. Not much they could do at this point, except save their own skin. Crashing through the ceiling probably didn't help.

And to think that poor apartment had just gotten somewhat clean.

"Business, we're jumping!" Laguna spoke, swiftly retrieving her Rainbow Flame Cloak from her inventory and clasping it around her neck.

"You mean, you are jumping. It'll be safer for you if I simply-" He didn't finish his sentence, once again vanishing into the Pokéball.

Without another word, Laguna jumped, diving off like a diving board at a pool, head downwards as the ground rapidly approached. Her eyes glanced at Torino atop a ruined car and the flash of the Kartana zipping away. "Incoming!"

Just before it was too late to act, Laguna gripped the edges of the cloak and flipped it out, catching herself in the air and suddenly gliding forwards to land on the ground running. She stumbled from landing a bit too hard, but managed to catch herself and kept going. Her Trailblazer Kicks leaving a trail of flames as she chased it. She was expecting a bit of a run, only for it to suddenly twist around to catch her off guard.

She instinctively held up her arms, moving to protect herself as her arms suddenly covered themselves with a thick layer of ice, but was it fast enough?