He could see it, the reflection of light off of Drillbur's claws! Lucky broke into sprinting at that moment, as did the pair of little hunters Leshy and Serket who nipped at his very heels. They'd learned not to literally do so after an accidental foot had struck their accidental faces at least once, so now they just hounded him with playful chasing.

The Drillbur saw him too, it seemed, for it was charging straight at the three without fear. His intent was to destroy Lucky and his crew, that much was plain to see. So Lucky thought, anyway... But once the next hill between the two had been crossed, the target had disappeared!

"Huh..? Wait, isn't he a ground type-" His realization came too late. The beast was already leaping from the soil at him!

War against the moles of the earth continued under the dark sky. Lightning flashed to alight the scenes that came forward for the world to see. They were like little pictures, displayed in the back of the retinae for mere moments at a time.

The Drilbur attacking Serket as Leshy sapped his life away. The Drilbur holding up the scorpion to the sky, as if in victory. Drilbur, racing towards Leshy now that Serket lie on the ground unmoving. Drilbur rushing towards Lucky's person, both of his Pokémon downed and out.

Lucky tossed out a ball. Skydow was released to defend his master from harm, and protect he would do. A great wall of debilitating powder wafted aloft into the air, covering the world like the remains of a terrible bomb. It was a cruel mass attack that cared little as to who else was around. Surely it would strike true upon the Drilbur?

When lightning flashed again, the Drilbur was not in sight.

"Get on your guard, Skydow! He's underground!"

Skydow had then gone down in the span of one flash of lightning. How had it happened? He couldn't even figure out what this beast had even done to take the reliable Pokemon out. Lucky was getting worried now--Will'O was tossed out of his ball next. His comforting light cast sight upon the dark and stormy night.

Well, well. This is quite the worrying sight, his fire seemed to say in little crackles. Lucky had to agree. He was out sending fire Pokemon against a ground type. He just was sending out his most reliable friends at this point in hopes that they would make the bad things go away. He wasn't being reasonable.

Lucky tossed out the ball again. Out came the figure of his Gyarados, his coils barely visible in the light. Selma struck out almost immediately-could he see in the dark? Lucky wouldn't know-not until the next flash came by.