"Kookeh, kookeh!" Kingler cried anxiously, waving its huge claws uneasily as it hurried over to Poliwrath. It listened to Big Brother Poliwrath the most.
In front of Poliwrath, it immediately poured out everything that had just happened. And it was not just this one incident—they had actually confronted each other many times already.
Gyarados was panicking badly. A hint of alarm showed in its huge, bell-like eyes. The moment it saw Poliwrath, it was already preparing to flee, its massive body continuously backing away as it desperately tried to reach the shimmering pool behind it.
Poliwrath frowned. Before Kingler had even finished explaining, it suddenly dashed forward, raised its foot high, and with a bang, stomped heavily on Gyarados's tail.
That stomp carried no small amount of force. Gyarados felt an overwhelming weight press down on it, its tail seeming to be nailed to the ground beneath a small mountain. It could not move it even an inch. It could only thrash its body uselessly, while its tail remained completely still.
Gyarados was furious. It had thought that after breaking through to the Elite Four, its strength had surged and it no longer needed to fear Poliwrath. Yet Poliwrath was still just as domineering.
The fact that it could not pull its tail free was enough to prove that Poliwrath could still easily suppress it. It had no ability to fight back before Poliwrath. Its eyes widened round, filled with anger and defiance, and it felt utterly stifled.
"Yoruru, where are you going?" Poliwrath tilted its head, a teasing glint flashing through its eyes. It had already roughly understood what had happened.
It looked at Gyarados, which was trying to sneak away, and grumbled inwardly, *This guy really is dishonest. The second I stop watching it, it starts acting up!