Radiant God

The three of them emerged from the dim basement and returned to the surface.

Even the air seemed to have relaxed. The suffocating, violent pressure that belonged to Guzzlord had vanished.

"It's finally... over." Dia looked at the devastated yet silent ruins before him and spoke softly.

He knew that as long as the greatest threat had been confirmed gone, the speed and resilience with which humans and Pokémon rebuilt their homes would surpass imagination.

Clearing rubble, healing wounds, and letting laughter once again ring out along the shores of Hau'oli City—it was only a matter of time.

The relief of surviving the disaster made the atmosphere among the three of them far more harmonious.

They sat together, sharing their meager remaining water and food as they talked about the harrowing battle they had just fought.

No great number of words was needed. The friendship forged through their shared experiences had already become as solid as rock.

The way Dia looked at Ash no longer held the initial scrutiny and distance. All that remained was pure acknowledgment and admiration.

This boy from another world had earned their respect through his courage, sincerity, and unconditional love for Pokémon.

Ash had likewise gained two trustworthy comrades, Dia and Yan Yang, in this unfamiliar world. It was an experience he was destined never to forget.

The relationship between Dia and Zeraora also seemed to have entered an entirely new stage through fighting enemies together and protecting their home.

That proud Mythical Pokémon had not quietly departed once the crisis was over. It crouched quietly beside Dia, occasionally flicking its tail as its gaze swept across the land it needed to protect.

An unspoken understanding flowed between them. Perhaps before long, people would see a trainer with braided hair and a golden electric cat