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The man's act of standing seemed like it occurred in slow motion. The duo couldn't discern whether it was an effect produced by the icy surrounding, the fall cascading over his body or the cold weather affecting the senses of the two young trainers.

Sampson was taken aback by the immediate request for the battle. He had thought that he would have had to beg the isolated Gym Leader for such a contest.

Turning to Delilah, before he could even ask her, she cut him off, "--No, you go first. I wanna see Mr. Maurice in action before I attempt it."

Sampson nodded and faced Maurice, agreeing to the contest and sending out Theseus as his first battler. The little tadpole acknowledged its trainer's choice, Tem temtem eeeemmpooooolle!

Sampson asked the Leader, "So how exactly are we doing this? Format-wise, I mean."

((Oh no, here comes the dialogue filled with ice puns. Shame on you, sir, for taking advantage of the fact I am me and therefore enjoy them.))

"Three-on-three? All at once? For a Gym battle, eh," Sampson thought for a moment before he ceased the chin-stroking and snapped his fingers, "My father told me of such a battling format a long time ago. I think I catch your drift. This will be my first time attempting it, however."

He then grabbed two Pokeballs to supplement Theseus, smiled and nodded at Delilah before finally throwing the containers, "Come on out, Neo! Herc!" The Zangoose and Snerpent emerged from their respective Pokeballs and assumed ready positions, confused though they were at all being out at the same time. Sampson explained what was happening to the group, who assented and began conversing with each other all at once in an unintelligible mass of excited PKMN speech.

Sampson shook his head, waiting for them to stop and said, "Now who are you bringing with you to the battlefield, Maurice? I hope they're all holding sweaters; it's a bit chilly out."

Sampson stood inspecting the battle field and, as his eyes finished going over his opponents, reviewed his own team: Tempole, Zangoose and Snerpent. Dangit, he thought, I should have let him send out his team first. I think he has the upper hand typewise. Oh well, can't undo what's done. Time to boogie.

"I think I'll issue the first attack, if you don't mind: Neo, use a quick Swords Dance while Theseus' Hydrogen Gun goes toward Catalusky and Snerpent's Powder Snow obscures the field from them! Don't be afraid to be on the move constantly, Neo!" It was a new experience for the trio to work together in battle. Nevertheless, they dutifully obeyed the young man at the helm, not fully understanding how to work together yet. Luckily, Theseus got of his first volley of his attack before the powdery flurry enhanced the difficulty in seeing the battlefield.

Sampson fought the smile that grabbed hold of his face in response to the connection of Theseus' attack. It was a hopeful one at best, but the super-effective nature sure helped him out with mental strategic calculations. Unfortunately, however, the combination of his own flurry with the opponent's icy precipitate made the battlefield a nightmare for vision. Only one of his PKMN really had its bearings in cold weather like this, and Herc wasn't the strongest of his team at the moment.

((Sorry for my lack of responses as well. Here comes a hopefully pretty thorough one, however.))

The Zangoose's speedy burst opened a brief window in the falling precipitate due to the shockwave it produced. Unbeknownst to Neo, however, was the fact that it happened to be aimed right at the opposing Catalusky, who stood preparing itself for the unleashing of a formidable Iron Tail attack.

Despite this, the challenger's Tempole planted itself firmly and launched three blasts of its Hydrogen Gun at the opponents. One of which veered off from Catalusky, clipping one of its ears and causing damage but not interrupting its focus. The other two headed for the digging duo. Piloswine ran into the slightest of delays during its tunneling due to the thickness of the ice. Meanwhile, Thundra just waited, constantly checking its surroundings for incoming attacks. Thundra's attention was captured by the pre-confrontation burst of speed by Neo and it did not notice the balls of beige gas hurtling towards it immediately. Recognizing that its companion was otherwise engaged, the Ice/Electric-type PKMN made itself a shield and absorbed the impact of both blasts. Its gallantry left it standing with an unsteady wobble, however, as Piloswine managed to pull the sacrificial compatriot down its tunnel with it.

Herc had spent the last few, precious seconds taking initiative. This manifested itself in him navigating around in the frigid deluge to find an advantageous position. Due to its extremely well-camouflaged coloring, no one had seen the ice-dragonet sneak to a perch upon a nearby frozen stone. Here, the Snerpent gained the high ground upon a remarkably sturdy perch and proceeded to fire his Dragon Rage with gusto at Catalusky, hoping to aide his fellow battler-in-need.

Zangoose's momentum, combined with the force from the attack, propelled him into the ice. It took several moments for Neo to recover to his knees, at which point the Mud Bomb was already heading toward the mongoose PKMN. Piloswine had popped out of a hole in the ice a distance or so away from its intended target. Thundra remained in the tunnel to recuperate without interference. Sampson recognized his good fortune at Herc's attack continuing on and striking a second opponent but was taken by surprise when Catalusky regained its composure and began moving to confront the challenger's ice dragon.

Sampson struggled with seemingly neverending onslaught of his opponent, a style that reminded him of a blizzard funnily enough. Very fitting for an Ice-type trainer, he thought to himself, Back to the matter at hand.

Theseus! Watch out--, Sampson's warning thought echoed in the useless emptiness of his inner recesses, as he wished he had instead vocalized aloud. The Tempole had been struck right as his attack wound up, but before it launched. As a result, the unaimed vortex began a random path of motion throughout the icy environment, ricocheting off of various obstructions and picking up frozen particulate as it went. Simultaneously, the Snowball struck Herc on his right upper torso, forcing him to spin and lose control of his attack, just as Theseus had. The orb of dragonic energy proceeded to begin a game of pinball--without dissipating, surprisingly--within the cavern, creating a second hazard for the combatants to avoid. Wow, I did not pick a team of battle-hardened veterans AT ALL for this battle, the challenger mentally scolded himself. The only thing he could see that was going according to plan was Neo's competitive edge knocking out Maurice's walking pork-sicle. I can always count on that bugger! All right, one down, two to go...