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In the end, Stantler still fell.

With unwillingness, guilt, and pain in its eyes, it collapsed to the ground with a thud, its eyes replaced by spirals.

This secured Sceptile's first victory.

Reality and animation were ultimately different. There was no such setting as friendship between Stantler and Xia Song. No matter how desperately it wanted to live up to Xia Song's expectations, it still could not hold on against Sceptile's Aura Sphere, which dealt double damage.

Xia Song hurried over to Stantler, picked up the Pokémon that had begun to slowly regain consciousness but still looked listless, and smiled brightly despite his reddened eyes. "It's okay, we still have chances! You worked hard! You did an excellent job! It was my fault. I was careless."

When a trainer's Pokémon could not defeat the opponent's Pokémon, the responsibility lay entirely with the trainer.

"Knock..." Stantler could not help but want to cry. Xia Song, that burly man, was always like this, comforting and encouraging it.

And it would never amount to anything.

How badly it wanted to make Xia Song proud just once, to hear him say, "It's all thanks to you," instead of taking the blame himself.

Xia Song recalled the Stantler, which had closed its eyes, into its Poké Ball.

"Stantler is unable to battle! Sceptile wins!" the referee loudly announced the result. "The winner is contestant Heiduo from Michina!"

A one also appeared beside Heiduo's name on the screen.

Outside the field.

Quite a few spectators began applauding and congratulating Heiduo. Some whistled, while others eagerly asked the people beside them which region the Pokémon called Sceptile came from.

Heiduo remained silent.

So did Sceptile. It turned and came to Heiduo's side, letting out a low cry. "Geh-yin..."

Could this really earn it dignity?

It had seen