[Leave it to Chazz to try to paint himself as the victim when he was the initial aggressor]

There's a difference between what I did and what you orchestrated!

[Never you mind what that difference is.]

I've seen enough.

[He swiped a hand through the air before drawing it before his chest. It accomplished little more than emphasizing his own feelings of embarrassment and frustration but so be it.

With nothing standing between him and the towering hammerhead-shark-dragon-thingy, Chazz reflexively took a step back and looked up, eyes widening.]

What sort of Pokémon is that!?

[The pokédex soon enlightens him as he tries to look a little less intimidated by it.]

This really bites....