What's gotten into me? You vanish on me for days, no note, nothing to tell me where you've gone or what you're doing, I finally track you down out here killing yourself, and your Pokemon I might add, and you have the almighty gall to ask what's gotten into me? Tesla!

[The ball pops open and Twilight's loyal spaceship floats over the battlefield, glaring down at Knight.]

Ruin her. Discharge.