Team Valiant: Torolf Memorial Tournament Part 1
There, drawn in rich, sweeping lines, was a swampert—one that he knew all too well. the sight of it struck him with a nostalgic jolt, a flash of memories he'd buried long ago.
Arc 5 Chapter 3: The City of Art
No one could remember the big swampert ever being referred to by that title before then and wondered if perhaps the sculptor had embellished when he had decided to title the piece. clearly though, the captain of team warmachine had left an impression.
West Islands Chapter 3: Shattered
"the leader team warmachine, and arguably the strongest swampert in the entire world -rumour has it he went a round with groudon himself and walked away," replied tristan. "been in the business for a long time; way longer than any of us here."
Beyond the League: Chapter 8
Gyms were ground-type gyms nor did any of the elite four use ground-types themselves –she had effectively never battled a ground-type at all, but as a fire-type she had a type disadvantage and against a speedy pokemon like dugtrio or a powerhouse like swampert
Chaos Chapter 3: Prison Break
"went berserk during some fuckwit swampert's tournament." sol bluntly replied. "huh," the krookodile said with a nod. "and i'm going to assume you're some kinda bandit from the ass end of nowhere." the typhlosion remarked.
Chaos Chapter 4: Lurking
"i'm inclined to agree," returned the swampert. "but where should we start? or rather, who with?" "of that, i am uncertain," replied cinnia. "perhaps with meilin of team tao. she is the only one with no agenda in mind for this council."