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"Crap...Aggron's the only one I've got that can take fire attacks..." Jennifer started thinking out loud, hoping to sort through the chaos with the auditory aid. "Ferrothorn, get to replanting! Aggron, stay on that dragon!"

Another tamed beast, this one a plant-like thing covered in iron armor and sharp spikes resembling a durian fruit, went to work with its three spike-tipped vines, using its natural grass-type instincts to make the gardens as beautiful as before, while the iron dinosaur was still in combat mode. Jennifer didn't know how many more of them there were, and there was still the issue of the eight surrounding the swordswoman. "Aggron! Grab one of them and give it a Heavy Slam!"

Aggron rumbled up to the dog in the 6 o'clock position and reached out to grab it, hoping to just squash it under its massive bulk.