The second round of the main tournament will be held tomorrow afternoon. After washing up, Roy lay in bed and mentally simulated tomorrow's match.
Nothing more was said that night.
We waited until the morning of the next day.
There are less than 5 hours until the afternoon's match begins.
The battle order was arranged yesterday. Now Roy can gamble on Tobias's third Pokémon, Flutter Mane, to handle it. Actually, he hates gambling the most.
Because if you're not sure what's going on, you'll always have a feeling of unease.
As Roy left, he called his Pokémon on. Although he didn't know if they could win, he certainly couldn't miss out on the ritual.
Snorunt's round little hand was placed at the top, followed by Dusclops's hand wrapped in bandages, then Lampent's iron hand, Drakloak and Dreepy's claws, Misdreavus used Ghost-type energy to condense a purple hand, and finally Roy's own hand.
As for Palossand, just offer him some moral support.
"Come on..."
Wait a minute... why is one hand missing?
His arm, missing a wrist but with an iron ring, was muscular and bronzed.
"Primeape? Where's Primeape?"
Roy looked at the group of Pokémon surrounding him. Misdreavus and Lampent were both Knob heads, indicating that they did not see Primeape.
Logically speaking, Primeape usually likes to stay by his side the most, even if he doesn't say a word.
"Night."
"You said he asked you for a Shaderoot Carrot yesterday?"
The Dusclops nodded to Roy.
Remembering that Primeape had asked him for two meals' worth of Pokéblock during dinner time yesterday, Roy suddenly had a bad feeling and quickly ran outside.
Abandoned Training Ground on the outskirts of Ever Grande City
Primeape threw punch after punch.
Today is Roy's match against Tobias. He was clearly the best choice to deal with that Darkrai, but now he can't even control his own emotions!
Primeape knew that if they lost, Roy would be completely disqualified from participating in the finals.
He clenched his fists tightly. He didn't want Roy to lose; he wanted Roy to walk to the podium with a smile, just like before.
Does evolving Roy mean I won't have to worry like I did yesterday anymore?
So today he's going to complete the evolution Roy was talking about.
Beside the Primeape was Pokéblock that Roy had specially made for him, and Shaderoot Carrot that he had asked the Dusclops for.
The Shaderoot Carrot in his hand exuded a strong Ghost type aura; the Dusclops said that this small radish was worth dozens of Pokéblock.
He knew Roy would never let him attempt it alone, and this was the only time he didn't listen to Roy.
The Primeape swallowed the whole Shaderoot Carrot and the Pokéblock, causing its Ghost type aura to surge and its Black Aura to become even denser.
The Spiritomb was already overwhelmed after eating just one carrot tendril, but the Ghost-type energy emanating from the Primeape was ultimately devoured by the Black Aura emanating from its body.
After warming up and getting himself in the right state, Primeape started unleashing one Rage Fist another.
When using the eighteenth Rage Fist, Primeape did not choose to use the Black Aura in its hand, but instead wanted to rely on the Ghost-type energy within its body to unleash the nineteenth Rage Fist.
But when it came to the nineteenth punch, Primeape gathered Black Aura in its hand and directly devoured the Ghost-type energy in his body, without even giving Primeape a chance to throw a punch, just like before.
Primeape stared at his fist.
He's such a useless piece of trash; he can't even control his own energy!
As Primeape looked at the faint Black Aura from its fist, it recalled that it had used its Ghost-type energy for the previous eighteen punches, only using Black Aura for the nineteenth punch.
Would it be effective if I relied solely on the Black Aura in my hand to unleash my Rage Fist?
Primeape wanted to try it out, but he couldn't control his emotions at all when using the Black Aura...
But now... he can't care about that anymore.
After readjusting, starting with the first Rage Fist, Black Aura began to gather on Primeape's arm, and the very first punch brought Primeape to the brink of losing control.
Despite the fury brought on by the Black Aura, Primeape stubbornly unleashed a series of Rage Fist, each imbued with the Black Aura.
By the time the fifteenth Rage Fist was delivered, the veins on Primeape's head were bulging, making him look extremely ferocious.
He is now on the verge of losing control, and is about to lose control of the Black Aura in his hands.
But Roy's image kept appearing in Primeape's mind.
He can't stop!
The Fifteenth Rage Fist
Sixteenth...
By the time the eighteenth punch was delivered, the veins on the Primeape's head had already formed a grid pattern. Normally, without the use of Black Aura and with Roy's Ghost Power added to the punch, this would have been a very easy blow.
But now he's all alone...
The moment the eighteenth Rage Fist was unleashed, the crisscrossing veins on the Primeape's forehead burst due to his Rage, staining it crimson with blood.
But Primeape seemed oblivious to the pain, relentlessly unleashing its Rage Fist. At this moment, Primeape's emotion was no longer Rage, but hope; it was just... just two more punches away.
All he knew was that some kind of energy within him seemed to be breaking through his physical body, trying to free him from the shackles of this mortal world.
Primeape didn't see was that the crack in the iron ring on his hand was getting bigger and bigger.
"Primeape!"
Roy finally found Primeape using Rage Fist on the outskirts of Ever Grande City; he should have Frisk something was wrong with Primeape's mood earlier.
As expected, Primeape is here. It still wants to evolve, and probably sneaked over because it was afraid I wouldn't agree.
Seeing the bloody mess before him, Roy was already considering stopping Primeape.
That's enough... that's enough!
He'd had enough. That was his partner. If becoming stronger meant sacrificing his partner, what kind of Pokémon Trainer was he?
Roy never imagined that his expectations for Primeape would become the prelude to Primeape's demise.
"Primeape, that's enough! Stop it now! Let's think of another way!"
Primeape could no longer hear Roy's voice, still consumed by the rage brought on by the Black Aura.