[Running. Running Spike can totally do. He takes off at a marathon level sprint, looking as ungainly as a 10 year old dragon-boy can - all limbs flailing. With a roar, he's suddenly picked up and tossed as gracefully as a ragdoll onto his Gyarados' back, almost losing his pokegear in the process.]
Mamara, Confuse Ray! [It was times like this that Spike was extremely grateful he spent a short time studying battling with Rainbow Dash. In the meantime, Raspberry sent a Twister attack into the oncoming horde, clearing a path for them right through the middle.]
Twilight! What are these things? What are they weak against?
[He needs all the advice he can get right now as they start closing back in on the trio.]
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Mamara, Confuse Ray! [It was times like this that Spike was extremely grateful he spent a short time studying battling with Rainbow Dash. In the meantime, Raspberry sent a Twister attack into the oncoming horde, clearing a path for them right through the middle.]
Twilight! What are these things? What are they weak against?
[He needs all the advice he can get right now as they start closing back in on the trio.]