Just as he had expected, Luo Geng was already unable to keep going after only three laps. He stopped halfway, his little face scrunched up as he panted heavily, sweat pouring from his body.
"Phew... phew..."
There was no other reason—it was simply too exhausting to make Spheal use Rollout.
Especially since the little guy did not watch where it was going once it started rolling. Several times, it had veered off course and nearly crashed into Scizor's feet while it sparred with Beedrill.
Luo Geng had to keep running himself while also making Spheal follow its intended route. If Oshawott had not helped, he might have been unable to continue by the second lap.
Making it to the third lap was already no small breakthrough for a seven-year-old.
But Heiduo was not satisfied.
He frowned and called out loudly, "Run!"
I didn't tell you to stop, so why did you stop?
Hearing Heiduo's voice from afar, Luo Geng could not help looking troubled. He really could not run anymore. Sweat from his forehead seeped into his eyes, and waves of stinging, burning pain welled up, causing tears to rapidly form.
Oshawott, which was also somewhat out of breath, saw this and worriedly spat water onto Luo Geng's face, helping him wash the salty sweat from his eyes.
The water in a Pokémon's Water Absorb sac certainly could not be drunk, but it was more than enough for emergency cleaning.
"Thank you..." Luo Geng took out the handkerchief Heiduo had given him from his pocket and wiped his red, swollen eyes. If someone had never gotten sweat in their eyes before, they would never know how awful it felt.
After wiping the moisture from his face, he looked at Spheal lying on its back in the sand, exposing its beige