Xia Chen felt that the saying "it's easy to climb a mountain but hard to descend one" simply didn't apply to Zeraora.
Accelerated by gravity and inertia, each of its leaps covered hundreds of meters. In barely two or three minutes, Xia Chen and Zeraora, who had been atop the mountain moments ago, appeared at the edge of Windward City.
When it came to speed, Zeraora really hadn't been boasting. It was absolutely faster than all of Xia Chen's Pokémon aside from Koraidon and Deoxys in Speed Forme.
The fire was fairly deep in the area. After descending the mountain and traveling another dozen kilometers, they finally arrived at the "crime scene."
The mountain wind howled fiercely tonight, and the fire spread at an astonishing rate. In only a short while, nearly half the orchard had been set ablaze.
"Milotic, come out and put out the fire!"
After jumping down from Zeraora's arms, Xia Chen reached for his waist to summon Milotic, only to discover in shock that the familiar spot held an empty Poké Ball.
"Oh no, Milotic and the others are still up on the mountain!"
He looked anxiously at Zeraora. "What do we do? Do you know any Water type moves?"
Xia Chen remembered that it didn't know any Water type moves, but he still asked out of sheer hope.
Naturally, Zeraora shook its head in denial.
Xia Chen hurriedly asked, "Then how do you usually put out fires?"
At a time like this, he couldn't care less about the original plan. The fire was urgent; putting it out came first.
Zeraora remained silent and answered Xia Chen's question with its actions.
A burst of pure white light suddenly erupted from its fists. Xia Chen was a little stunned. Was that... Fighting type energy?
Could Fighting type