... is pretty big!

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT!!

With that sound and the high pitched shrieking the Octillary released his grip on the zebra and he managed to wipe off much of the ink from his eyes. "Not taking any chances!!" He leaps at the octopus with a Wild Charge and that connect and the overwhelming electrical power knocks Karl out after he lets out a banshee's cry. Patrick pants a few times and he picks up the head of the fried octopus "I hope you're psychotic nature doesn't ruin the flavor." He closed his eyes and stuffs the prey's head into his maw and once taste it... It was horrible... A flavor that couldn't be explained by mere words! Patrick's cheek went green he could feel his gag reflex kicking in and telling him to stop so he did and cough and gagged "Damn it! Well I guess frying you didn't help with your taste BLECH!!!" He then pulls down his pants and lets his rod do the eating inside as it easily slurps in the octopus' head, shoulders and chest. The zebra murr in pleasure as it works in the rest of the body and he rubs his balls a few times "I'm up against that Bull... My belly has his name on it! HA HA HA!" He laughs triumphantly as he walks off the arena with the crowd cheeing loudly and the Machamp chuckles a bit "Alright! We'll take a fifteen minute break before the Finals begin!"