Pitch curses, forgetting the beast was injured. He pulls out a Potion, pouring it on the wounds of the Pokemon and hoping that it will help him recover.
Thales, watch Carn. If anything else happens, call me.
He walks over to the other Ostra grunt, waiving his Ekans to the side. He plants his foot firmly on the man's throat and just pushes a little. The man can probably still talk, if barely.
What about you? Anything you can do for me?