This was good. The rush of battle swept up his feelings and even the air around him suddenly felt charged; like the heat simmering before a backdraft turned a small fire into a raging inferno. But watching, he grinned; the boy wasn't hesitating as much.

Admittedly, fight training had become a daily thing for Gurren -especially en route to Violet and without being issued a command, the Volcano Pokémon jumped back in face of the onslaught, two of his opponent's swipes managing to strike home before he was out of arm's reach.

"Light 'em up Gurren! Flame Wheel!"

Heeding Kamina's order, the Quilava tucked into a forward somersault, the flames on his back flaring to a searing degree as he rolled toward the little bear Pokémon.