The sword shined under the sun, every glimmering bit of metal showing off its full glory. The blade flew through the air, puncturing the peacefulness of the forest. It landed firmly in a tree trunk, stabbing what would be an opponent in combat. The swords owner, a pokemon trainer, reached out and grabbed it in his tender hands. The sword was an Aegislash. The practical essence of magnificence and awe, it was graceful, creative, and formidable in battle. No Alakazam nor Zweilous could take it down, nor will they ever be able to. The trainer sheaths his pokemon. Battle ready.