There was no premeditation of anything in Bakura's mind, just a haze of the desperate fear of losing his friends meshed with a righteous furry against those who would take them from him.

His right first swung out, while his left hand grabbed for the bag, trying to yank it away.

"Gollum! Attack!" he shouted, the pokemon leaping into action to enact a much stronger beatdown on the Koffing that his trainer could give to the grunt, but with no less feeling.