In the space between life and death, there was simply no time or energy for a Trainer to give commands...
Tactical arrangements and team battle systems had all been set up before the fighting began. Several contingency tactics would be prepared depending on the situation.
Roy looked up. The tall, thin man was no longer where he had been, and Roy had no idea where he was hiding.
During a fight, a Trainer's job is to hide—or protect themselves...
Roy had learned another lesson.
As he secretly shuddered and broke out in a cold sweat...
The tall, thin man hiding in the shadows wore an equally astonished expression. His shock was several times greater than Roy's.
The tall, thin man had hidden purely out of a combat habit developed over many years...
In fact, he had expected Roy to be dead after that first wave of attacks.
This had nothing to do with talent. It was a matter of experience.
How could a flower raised in a greenhouse possibly keep up with the breakneck rhythm of slaughter right away? How could it immediately adapt to the brutal law of making the Trainer's death the objective?
Roy's reactions and experience were indeed just as the tall, thin man had expected—extremely green and riddled with openings. Yet he had never expected Roy's three Pokémon to react so quickly, striking after the enemy yet arriving first to block the attacks. And Roy's Aura Power had actually reached the point where he could create an energy barrier...
Even Squirtle reacts that quickly. It doesn't seem innate—it must have mastered some advanced Inner Focus training method... The tall, thin man made no attempt to hide his jealousy and malice.
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