Out on Lake Valor, Ye Lan saw the light and shadows shift before his eyes, then found himself in a pure white space.
"I have a feeling something bad is about to happen. Suddenly, going back to twirling my hands seems pretty safe..."
The moment he saw the scene, Ye Lan instinctively recalled being forcibly dragged into a deathmatch arena in the desert by two mysterious Unown, where he had fought an Elite Four-level Regirock alone.
That would probably remain one of the most unforgettable experiences of his life.
And the scene before him, if not an exact match for that one, was at least eighty percent similar.
No wonder the Unown possessed a token like the Lake Trio Friendship Symbol. Apparently, that space back then had been modeled after the Lake Trio's consciousness space.
The Unown had a wide variety of abilities, and each one was said to have its own specialty.
They were like the underlying code of the Pokémon world, keeping it running. Yet because their abilities were so ridiculously powerful, restrictions had been imposed on them to prevent them from interfering too much with reality.
To this day, Ye Lan still had not figured out why they had suddenly appeared to test him that time.
And when he considered that this white space might serve a similar purpose...
Having been here for a while without seeing the blue member of the Lake Trio, Azelf, Ye Lan was already prepared to find out what sort of boss battle awaited him this time.
Honestly, this was how things were supposed to go, right? What kind of Trainer earned resources by twirling his hands in front of Pokémon?
Bringing his Pokémon into an instance to challenge powerful enemies—that was the proper way to do it!
Though Serperior was not