Cooling Tactics, Not Junkyard Tactics!

The battlefield reeked of stench.

Umbreon was both frightened and disgusted, unable to understand what Heiduo was doing.

Yet Heiduo had already put on a gas mask. He had prepared for this long ago.

"Junkyard tactics" could sometimes target not only Pokémon, but Trainers as well. Judging from Pryce's expression, the old man looked like he was nearing his limit too.

Heiduo immediately recalled Arbok and sent out the ace of this match—Scizor.

Across from him, although Pryce could not see what was happening on Heiduo's side, he clearly heard the sound of a Poké Ball opening and closing.

Had he switched Pokémon?

Was it Electivire, or a third Pokémon?

It did not matter. First, deal with the toxic sludge on the ground!

"Blizzard!" Pryce tapped the floor with his cane.

Piloswine, which had long been unable to endure it, looked as if it had been pardoned. Its brown fur stood on end, and an icy blue glow lit up around its body!

A gale howled out from around it, carrying countless snowflakes and effortlessly covering the entire field in a tiny snowbound world!

Mist still filled the field, and rain still fell from above, but a thick layer of snow now carpeted the ground, freezing and burying the previous toxic sludge. The foul smell in the air immediately faded considerably.

In truth, even if Pryce had done nothing, the sludge on the ground would have slowly washed into the drains under the rain. It would have taken three minutes at most.

So what was Heiduo's main purpose in doing all this?

Naturally, it was for the snow on the ground! To lower the temperature around them!

The drawback of Scizor's Instant Burst had been mentioned countless times. Did the solution to that drawback even need to be said?

Cooling!