Digging a Hole to Bury Oneself

"Sato, I was right about you. Entrusting Zweilous to you was absolutely the best choice. When I was as young as you, I wasn't even a tenth as capable!"

Ding! A rainbow fart from Grandma Long had arrived!

Sato chuckled, as though he was so proud that he had forgotten how to be modest. This made Grandma Long even more satisfied.

As for Zoroark?

Well, one look told her that was simply its personality. Having succeeded in a cross-rank challenge, it was surely secretly delighted.

Grandma Long saw through everything again. "Grandma Long, let's continue!"

"Ah, these old bones of mine... But for Zweilous's evolution, it's all worth it!"

Grandma Long casually brought up the point again, then slowly sent out Haxorus, looking every bit like a respected elder.

"Tyranitar, we lost the previous battle. We have to win this one back!"

Sato recalled Zoroark and sent out his other ace.

"Tar!"

Tyranitar roared towards the sky, brimming with fighting intent, before slowly turning to look at the Haxorus on the opposite side.

"Old Sato said you're definitely going to lose today, because your Trainer wants you to lose. But even so, I'll still fight with everything I have!"

Tyranitar was just that serious. Even if it knew it would win, it would still do its utmost to win beautifully.

Because it was a pseudo-legendary—Tyranitar! Dark Power Amplification!

Dense black energy surged wildly into Tyranitar's body, and its aura began to rise at an explosive rate.

Half-step Elite Four!

Tyranitar's amplification effect was nearly identical to Zoroark's, which also meant that its attacks could threaten Haxorus!

"Tyranitar, Rock Slide!"

"Haxorus, Iron Tail!"

This was already the final match in the original plan. Grandma Long, who had been powerful her entire life, was ultimately somewhat unwilling to accept defeat.

Losing was