Wherever the sunlight reached, the blades of grass seemed to straighten up, gleaming with a healthy, rich green sheen.
The air had been heated, forming rising warm currents that carried the fragrance of grass and sun-baked soil.
Blaziken's solo Sunny Day had succeeded!
It stood at the center of the increasingly blazing, dazzling golden sunlight it had created, its crimson feathers seeming to truly catch fire.
Its powerful muscles were sharply defined beneath the light, brimming with explosive strength.
Its aura faintly connected and resonated with the "blazing sun" it had created overhead. A majestic, scorching Presence, like the incarnation of the sun itself, slowly spread from its upright body.
It raised its head slightly and looked toward the light source it had created. Golden light reflected in its blue eyes, while beneath their calmness lay the satisfaction and resolve of breaking through the fog and mastering a new power.
Not far away, in a clearing within the woods.
Gardevoir itself had not taken part in Blaziken's special training. It had devoted most of its focus to tackling the conceptual technique known as Rasengan.
Trees surrounded the area, with a relatively flat patch of grass at its center and several rocks of varying sizes scattered around, perfect as targets.
Gardevoir floated gracefully in the middle of the clearing, its long red hair drifting without wind. Its eyes were closed, its entire mind immersed in the ultimate control of Psychic type energy.
The core concept of Rasengan—extremely compressing enormous psychic power, then imbuing it with high-speed, stable rotation to create an attack possessing both terrifying penetration and concentrated energy—sounded simple, but was incredibly difficult in practice.
Psychic power was unlike physical matter. It was invisible and intangible, yet vast and mighty.
Compressing it was like clenching flowing mercury in one's