The dense Sword Qi intertwined into a net. Though it looked like a binding technique devoid of any killing intent, it made Garchomp's hackles rise instantly, an immense sense of danger enveloping him.
For Garchomp, who could not learn Dragon Rush, Hyper Beam was already his strongest killing move compared to Head Smash, which could only achieve its optimal effect under the Rock Head Ability. Its only drawback was the brief stiffness caused by the high-frequency energy discharge afterward.
Not to mention, he had used Dragon Dance.
If Fire Fang, Ice Fang, Thunder Fang, Crunch, Poison Fang, and Psychic Fangs formed the backbone of Garchomp's strength, then Hyper Beam was the killing move into which he poured his entire body and soul.
Like an arrow loosed from a bow, Garchomp could not force himself to stop this all-out strike—at least, not without paying an enormous price.
...Besides, what if that Sword Qi was just for show?
The Sword Qi that Fire Fang and Dragon Tail had easily canceled earlier now numbered countless times more. Its power and quality had probably dropped drastically, right?
Clinging to that faint hope, Garchomp crashed headlong into the dense Net of Swords.
The next instant.
There were no flashy effects. The torrent of energy wrapped around Garchomp froze mid-spin, clean cross-sections appearing as everything shattered like an illusion.
Garchomp's dragon scales, as hard as rock and steel, were likewise sliced apart. The sharp Sword Qi pierced directly into his most vulnerable spots, carving countless sword marks into him.
Driven by inertia, Garchomp staggered forward a few more steps before his massive body fell with a thunderous crash, like a towering building on the verge of collapse, landing just one step away from Leafeon.
In the silence, Leafeon narrowed her eyes, relief flooding her heart.
That