New Bark Pokecenter \ Late Afternoon \ 
Crouching low against the ground in a desperate but ultimately pointless attempt to curb his fear instincts the Manectric turns his icy blue gaze upon the Natu and Wobuffet.
His pupils are vibrating pinpoints of pure tension, a thunderstorm's worth of sparks playing across his long yellow teeth as glares at them with all the authority his aged body can muster.
"Run you damn fools!" He barks at the pair with a surprising wrath, the sparks on his jaws giving a warning crackle. "You think you can stop this thing?!"
His faded blue and golden fur stands on end as the electrical charge running through it stiffens it like a coat of needles, a sign of the Manectric's apprehension as he raises himself up to his fullest and most intimidating.
Snapping his spark dripping jaws at the pair to get them to flee into the safety of the surrounding forest the Manectric turns to confront the massive fire lizard as it almost casually bats aside Taki's foolish charge. The sound its tail makes as it hits the Dewott makes the Inspector wince.
This thing dripped death from every part of its scarred and charred body, the hot drops of lava that rolled from its blackened jaws falling onto the dry grasses below and causing them to burst into flames.
To get a better idea of what weaknesses, if any, the thing had the Electric Type uses Odor Sleuth and immediately regrets it as the foul rotting scent of the creature's body, a foul mixture of rot and burning rock, permeates the air.
Its eye sockets are empty but the precision of its deflection of Taki's attack shows that it is far from incapable.
Javolt growls, his Thunder Fang attack growing greater and greater until the stray sparks are re-burying themselves in fur and his defenses burn before him.
To reinstate a bit order, to cultivate a tiny patch of sanity in this harsh human-less world was his only desire and not it was all literally going up in flames.
The barricades of twisted metal gleam dully in the firelight before melting under the heat of the blazing roof.
No more will it provide a shelter for them and it is only some strange whim of the creature's mind that prevents it from turning that wild uncontrolled flame on them.
Javolt shuffles from foot to foot, shifting his weight ready for the speed he knows he is going to need to avoid that scorching lance of fire and fixes his eyes on the great dragon still roaring out its challenge.
For him running is not an option. He was an officer of the law.
Dropping into a run only slowed by the still fresh wounds on his hind-legs the Electric Type starts his charge against the fire dragon.
"Criminal, I am Inspector Javolt, a police officer. You are guilty of one recorded account of arson causing the destruction of human property and possible previous accounts to be investigated pending trial. Surrender or be bought in by force." He snarls at the flame spewing reptile, aware of the futility of the proclaimation as electricity starts boiling in his faded yellow-furred mane, it is an attempt to distract the thing from the other pokemon and what is hopefully their flight away from harm.
No doubt the creature would not care for the law and, if he is lucky, he might be able to teach it the error of its ways before it tears him limb from limb.