Revan, the Prodigal Knight
"It is you who has much to learn," Revan emerged from the second row of Jedi text, violet electricity running up his arms as he twitched his head ever-so-slightly, and the book Hareta hurled immediately swapped trajectories the moment it left his hands, plunging straight for the boy point-blank at triple the speed and force.
"To understand patience. Observation. Your last foe fell because it underestimated your tactics. I am not as gullible, your farce will find itself ineffective," raising his other arm, Revan caused a shimmer to fall over Regigigas, and the pokemon seemed to slow in its movements and thoughts to a crawl. A Force Stasis field around the opponent. It wouldn't last long, but it would be enough. He then proceeded to raise his arm, as though it were holding the stasis in place. If Hareta were to move, he wound find himself forcibly pushed into the ground.
"You find yourself offended because I don't 'enjoy the fight' in the way you do. Unfortunately, you haven't seen civilizations wiped out. Children screaming as they're turned to burning cinders. Mothers wailing for their lost loved ones before they too are cut down. A fight becomes difficult to enjoy when I am faced with the prospect of killing a child, no matter how powerful he and his glorified slaves may be. Do you not understand how selfish you are? Or perhaps you're so concerned with forcing your ideas down everyone's throats that you never stopped for a moment to realize that nobody else has it as good as you. Regardless, you have preached to a choir. You are weak. Even if you find a way to best me, I will not be destroyed. Strike me down, and I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine. What you call death is just the sleep of Gods."
Suddenly, massive boulders began to slug onto Regigigas' position, one after the other, Revan's raised arm not holding the stasis in place (something he didn't need to do in the first place, as it was self-sustaining), which released as the boulders began to slam onto the Regigigas at high velocity, one after the other, mounting into the dozens as Revan pulled from the ceiling high above, and taking care not to ignore Hareta either, the rocks falling like meteorites, some even moving so quickly they began to burn, the air too slow to move out of their way.
"And you are no God."