Eva's eyes widen when she can't see the saboteurs, and while she won't leave the safety Sigma's shield provides even as she scans the battlefield with a practised eye- "Lele - find them!"

The neon green porygon2 zips off to do so while Dancer endures the weather with all the grace a pokemon her level has, seemingly unaffected by wind, rain, or hail. She pivots on a wingtip, wings wreathed in a firey white flame and seeming so they seem far, far larger as she comes in, aiming for the nearest robot to unleash the white-fire of a 'Sky Attack' on.

Seeing his Singing his having no effect, the fairy-type swaps tactics and his eyes briefly glow a pale pink as one of the robots is lifted several feet into the air. It'll be unable to move for about ten seconds and all attacks against it in this period will hit.

Eva grins. "If you can hit the floating one, hit it!"