[The Yanma struggles back into the air and huffs for breath. As Pyrolepi preps her next attack, he opens its mouth wide and fires a Sonicboom at her, causing her to wince in pain, but she's not even close to down.]

Flamethrower!

[The Yanma's compound eyes bulge, but he can't get out of the way of the stream of fire that erupts from Pyrolepi's horns. With a cry, he drops to the ground, and Twi pulls out a Pokeball.]

This is it! Pokeball, go!

[She hurls the ball unerringly at the downed dragonfly, and it's pulled in with little struggle. The ball wiggles once... twice... three times, and with a ping, it's over.]

And there we go.

[The rest of the Yanma buzz in astonishment, pull back a bit, then break apart and scatter as Twi goes to pick up the ball.]

I'll call you... Dracaero. [The ball vanishes, and she turns to the others.]

Well, looks like that's taken care of!