"Not again!" Trak rolled her eyes.
Runaway held his spoons at arms-length and pointed their bowls together. " Éclat Magi--"
Trak held up her hand, halting the attack. "Actually, no, why hog the fun?" A sneer formed on her face. "Let's let the others take some shots." She backed up, putting a respectable distance between her and Mr. Bonding, awaiting the onslaught that was sure to follow. If the others proved ineffective, though, she had a Dazzling Alakazam ready and raring to go.