River vs. Elec Man EXE
2 on 2

Whalat the Gligar [M]
HP: 91
EN: 91
Status: ATK +2
Sandstorm | Slugebomb | Swift

Celeste the Drowzee [F]
HP: 056
EN: 063
Meditate: Att. +1
Calm Mind: Spec. Att. +1, Spec. Def. +1
Reflect: Two more rounds
Rain Dance | Teleport | Ice Punch
Round Twelve
Growling, Whalet launches himself into the air, glowing with a faded brown numbus as he picks up speed and begins to spin around in a tight circle. Immediatly, a gust of wind begins to pick up around Whalet, forming a spinning vortex that picks up whatever debris (In this case, sand, dirt, rocks, and grass) as he can. Soon, the air is filled with debris, mostly dirt and grass, more of an annoyance than a visibility hindrance.
Celeste, wincing as the particles of dirt, rocks, and dust buffer her smooth skin. She lifts up her hands and trunk, and begins to move her whole body to a silent beat, mimicking the water-shamans of her kind, beseeching rain to fall. Two second afterwards, it does. From the sky, droplets of water turn to sheets of cold rain until both opponents feel the water seeping into their skin.
Whalet, suffice to say, is not pleased. He hisses, batting at the fallen rain with his claw, frowning in displeasure as the rain continues to fall. As he's unable to do anything about it, he turns his attention to Celeste, who looks rather uncomfortable in the rain, but pleased with the demoralizing effect it's having on her foe. Whalet, his anger rising, gathers up the toxins inside his body, forming it into a great, purple glob of acidic goo, spitting it out of his mouth at Celeste. The poisonous orb is just about to collide with Celeste's form, when she vanishes, eliciting a cry of surprise from the Gligar.
He has barely enough time to turn around, when Celeste phases back into existence just behind him, her fist covered in an icy glow. Grinning, she slams her hand into the Whalet's small body, sending an icy aura jolting across it, leaving bits of tough ice crystal in its wake that weighs and numbs his body down.
Shivering, the Gligar collides with the dirt, picking himself up until he's ungainly splayed across the grass on all fours, bits of ice stuck across his usually tough skin. He shakes his head to rid himself of the pain and cold, opening his mouth and spitting out an army of pointed yellow stars, which enlarge and expand, slicing the air as they collide with the Drowzee. Many clink harmlessly against her reflect, but the rest cut into Celeste's skin with a vengeance, leaving harsh, red lines in their wake.

Whalat the Gligar [M]
HP: 79
EN: 77
Status: ATK +2
Lightly frozen

Celeste the Drowzee [F]
HP: 51
EN: 51
Status: Covered in Scratches
Meditate: Att. +1
Calm Mind: Spec. Att. +1, Spec. Def. +1
Reflect: 1 More round
Notes
~Rain Dance for 2 more rounds.
~Elec Attacks first
~ Could you change the title to include me as a sub ref, so I can keep track of this topic?
~ Happy Birthday yesterday, BTW, Elec Man. ^_^