Larvesta vs. Larvesta, Uncle Beats Nephew

Most Gible had remarkably brave—perhaps even fierce—temperaments.

Even though the Hail crashing down on its head was constantly draining its stamina and bringing a chill it did not particularly like.

It still lowered its body, opened its fang-filled jaws, and let out a threatening growl at Ninetales.

Seeing this, Banjirou immediately stopped hesitating over whether to recall Gible and send out his Starter Pokémon with a Type Advantage against Ninetales.

He clenched his fist and shouted passionately at Gible, "Good! That's the spirit!"

"Even with a Type Advantage, we'll overcome it and show you!"

As if infected by its Trainer's emotions, Gible raised its white, single-clawed forelimbs and let out an excited roar.

Banjirou pointed at Ninetales and passionately commanded, "Charge in and use Slash!"

"Gible!"

Gible darted forward like an agile predator. The white bone spurs on its claws instantly lengthened beneath a coating of light, slashing through the frigid air toward Ninetales!

Luo Mu remembered that on Mt. Coronet in the distant past, even when the high-altitude regions had become frozen wastelands, there were still traces of Garchomp's kind living and roaming there.

At this moment, the chill brought by Ninetales's Ability, "Snow Warning," seemed instead to help awaken the fighting instinct originating from deep within its bloodline.

While admiring how this was perhaps part of Pokémon's charm, Luo Mu gave his response right on cue.

"Block it. Aurora Veil."

Ninetales gently swayed its elegant nine tails, and a curtain formed from dazzling auroras surrounded its body like a gown.

If this were a Contest, that move alone would probably either deduct one-fifth of the opponent's score or capture the hearts of several judges.

Aurora Veil was beautiful, yes, but it was not as fragile as the common belief that beautiful things would shatter at the slightest touch.