I turn my nose up and sneer at the Alolan Raichu. I have no interest in exchanging pleasantries with any of my enemies, especially a boy who thinks he can outplay me in my area. "You are not Ray. I am Mistress Beatrix, and you are my new slave." I crack my knuckles and bounce up and down on the balls of my feet. While I'm 100% certain of my victory, I'm not so stupid as to charge in blindly. I keep a keen eye on you and try and glimpse what you're planning...
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