As the Pokemon drew closer and closer to the Elite Four level, Sato gradually discovered that differences in talent were beginning to widen the gap between them.
Even though Dark Power: Blood Feeding had raised his old partners' Dark-type talents to the Elite Four level over the years.
Compared to Honchkrow and Zoroark, however, Weavile and the others were still progressing much more slowly.
If he relied solely on Blood Feeding to raise their talents from the Elite Four level to the Champion level, Sato felt that sooner or later, he would be drained dry.
That was why Sato had become an investigator—he had his eye on the hidden treasures that the Underground Forces always kept in reserve.
Just like the things Mark had found in Team Rocket's A3 Base, as long as Sato obtained even one item this time, it would not be a wasted trip.
"Caw!"
Honchkrow had already flown back and was looking at Sato expectantly, practically begging to be praised.
Sato was helpless, but since he was in a good mood today, he took the opportunity to pat Honchkrow on the head.
"Keep it up. Anyone with an R on their clothes is an enemy. Attack as much as you want!"
"Caw!"
Honchkrow nodded excitedly, thinking to himself that this time, he would not just show his face and leave.
Even if it was only bullying weaklings, at least he could fight to his heart's content for a while.
Then, Honchkrow dove straight down. Everywhere he passed, enemies fell in large swaths as though wheat were being cut.
Honchkrow was also exceptionally nimble. It dodged the vast majority of attacks, and even the few moves it could not evade did not deal much damage.
After all, after growing larger, Honchkrow's defense and stamina had naturally increased