Pelipper crashed down in a trail of black smoke.
The Late Elite Four Level Malamar and early Champion Level Electivire that David Carlisle sent out in succession were both defeated by Zeraora's absurd speed and the massively enhanced attack power of Thunder God Mode.
Such one-sided battles were quite rare in the Legend Cup, and for the contestant on the receiving end, the psychological pressure was immense.
God knew that even a Champion Level Electivire could only inflict minor injuries when Zeraora closed in, and could not even catch its exhaust otherwise. Once David Carlisle realized that, despair rose in his heart.
His gaze repeatedly swept toward where Tapu Koko might be nearby, his teeth clenched tightly.
If this continued, forget putting on a battle impressive enough for Tapu Koko—he was about to get completely swept without even seeing Su Hao's main team!
Damn it, just what was the origin of this Legendary Pokémon called Zeraora?
A year ago, it had clearly been chased to exhaustion by that Vikavolt, yet now it had become this powerful.
He only had two remaining Pokémon slots that could still take the field.
No matter what, even to preserve the slightest shred of hope, he had to save one slot for Tapu Koko, whether it appeared or not.
In other words, barely ten minutes into the Legend Cup semifinals, he... had already been driven into a desperate corner.
That crushing sense of disparity was something David Carlisle could not accept. Back in the White Eagle Alliance, even Master Level Trainers had to show him and the family behind him some respect.
Not to mention that not long ago, Su Hao's Incineroar had lost to his Electabuzz.
"...Electabuzz!"
After a long period of deliberation, David Carlisle's face was especially twisted as he made this