The Headband Guy arrived at a clearing in a forest not far from the Arena, carrying Poké Ball.
Today, he obtained a Pokémon of Pseudo-Elite Four level without lifting a finger, and he felt as if his previous fantasies were about to come true.
The Headband Guy released the Annihilape.
A flash of red light
The Annihilape appeared in front of the Headband Guy.
Its body emanated a white, hair-like aura, and with its grayish-brown limbs and scarlet eyes, it looked exactly like the person he had seen in the Communicator.
Now this Pokémon that instantly defeated two Legendary Pokémon Pokémon belongs to him.
"Annihilape, do you remember me? I was your former master. Roy didn't want you anymore, but he gave you back to me. Now I am your master!"
The Headband Guy had an arrogant and haughty demeanor; that was how he treated Primeape back then.
Do you remember me?
Even if the Headband Guy turned to ashes, he would never forget him.
The Annihilape originally thought that he could completely control the anger in his heart after evolving, but the moment he saw the Headband Guy, an inexplicable anger ignited uncontrollably in his heart.
The reason he shook the Poké Ball earlier was because he wanted to get to know the other party himself and not let Roy get his hands dirty.
Moreover, the Headband Guy even chose a good spot for himself.
"Annihilape, I know I was wrong back then, but I've come to my senses. I'll take you to the next Ever Grande Conference..."
The Headband Guy started talking to himself, completely unaware that the Annihilape had already clenched his fist.
"Come on, Annihilape, use that skill you used in the competition again."
The Headband Guy gave the order to the Annihilape.
The Annihilape completely ignored the Headband Guy and slowly walked towards him, its scarlet eyes fixed on the Headband Guy.
The Headband Guy finally sensed something was wrong; he felt... killing intent emanating from the Annihilape.
"You fiery... Annihilape, what... what do you want to do? I'm your master, when I was little I..."
The Headband Guy was holding the Annihilape's Poké Ball, trying to take the Annihilape back.
The red light had no effect on the Annihilape.
Wait! Why is that?!
Why can't I take it back!?
The Poké Ball of the Annihilape in his hand fell to the ground.
The Headband Guy didn't know that the Luxury Ball could only restrict Pokémon below the Pseudo-Elite Four level, and couldn't possibly retrieve a late -Pseudo-Elite Four Annihilape.
Seeing the Annihilape getting closer and closer, the Headband Guy tried to escape. In his panic, he realized he didn't know the way out at all. In addition, he hadn't exercised for years, and he was panting heavily after only a few steps.
A short while later, the Headband Guy collapsed to the ground, looking like he was about to die.
The Annihilape continued to follow at a leisurely pace. He wasn't in a hurry to kill the man; he wanted the Headband Guy to experience the fear and helplessness of facing death without being able to change it.
"No! Don't come any closer! It was my fault back then! Annihilape, I apologize!"
With a "smack!", the Headband Guy slapped himself across the face, attempting to gain the forgiveness of the Annihilape through this action. He didn't think he could defeat the Annihilape had instantly killed the Legendary Pokémon.
The Annihilape saw through this clumsy acting at a Detect; the Headband Guy was holding back when he hit himself, it was just that the sound was a bit loud.
The Annihilape slowly raised its fist and slammed it down on the Headband Guy.
"Ah!!"
With a crisp cracking sound, the Headband Guy felt a sharp pain in his leg. Looking down, he saw that the Annihilape had punched him in the leg.
The Headband Guy discovered that he could not move his legs, and pain spread throughout his body.
The Annihilape didn't let the Headband Guy die so easily; it first broke Headband Guy's legs with a punch to prevent him from escaping again.
Next... he was going to let the Headband Guy experience what cruelty truly meant.
"Annihilape, you... you will devour your master!"
The Headband Guy couldn't believe this was the same timid, Primeape he had a year ago.
Devouring its master?
This sentence reignited the anger of the Annihilape, who had just vented his frustration; he only had one Pokémon Trainer!
Just as the Annihilape was about to deliver his second punch, a figure slowly emerged from the bushes. Who else could it be but Roy?
Roy still had a smile on his lips, showing no trace of the fear he had felt when threatened by the Headband Guy.
Even the Headband Guy could tell what was going on; Roy didn't care whether the Poké Ball was in his hands or not.
Annihilape has reached Pseudo-Elite Four level, and Annihilape Poké Balls are no longer a way to restrain it.
It turns out that Roy wasn't stupid; the other party never intended for him to live.
But the Headband Guy still clung to a last glimmer of hope and roared at Roy:
"Roy, I know it was you who did this! Take that damn monkey back right now!... Tell him to stop messing around! Otherwise, I'll report you to the Pokémon League and have you disqualified from the competition!"
Roy was speechless. Didn't the other party understand the situation now?
Is this guy an idiot?
They're willing to risk their own lives to threaten me?
The Annihilape couldn't stand the trashy Headband Guy threatening Roy, and without saying a word, he threw another punch.
With another crisp "crack," the Annihilape's punch landed on the Headband Guy's other leg.
The intense pain caused the Headband Guy to faint.
The Annihilape, of course, wouldn't let the Headband Guy leave so easily. His left fist was covered in frost, and his right fist was ablaze with flames.
One punch, two punches, three punches—three consecutive Rage Fist pounded into every part of the Headband Guy's body except for his vital points, until his flesh was mangled and bloody.
Roy turned away and walked out of the jungle, listening to the Growl coming from inside.
Then, after an even more piercing Growl, there was silence.
Roy then led the Lampent back into the jungle. Now he could no longer tell what the mosaic-like creature under the tree had originally been.
After killing the Headband Guy, Annihilape let out a long sigh of relief, a sigh that carried away all the grievances he had suffered over the years.
"Lampent, please."
"Lamp!"
The Lampent Spit Up flames, the Ghostly Purple flames burning the bloodstains and some unknown viscous liquid on the ground into charred and other black substances.
"Let's go, Annihilape."
Annihilape nodded to Roy, picked up its Poké Ball from the ground, wiped it clean, and then handed it to Roy.
The Annihilape shows no trace of the ferocious state it displayed when it killed the Headband Guy.