[The mammoth pokemon grunts. Other pokemon are beneath him. Humans, without any power of their own, are especially worthless. Unable to fight their own battles. He's seen it. Every time they're in a city. When he fights, all humans do is scream, or cry, or hide behind their pokemon. He glares at the purple-haired girl.
He turns and looks at Megasoma. He understands your ploy. Were he to attack, you would simply hide behind him. Twilight, you're no different than any other human. Helpless.]
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He turns and looks at Megasoma. He understands your ploy. Were he to attack, you would simply hide behind him. Twilight, you're no different than any other human. Helpless.]