Scorched Wilderness.
The wilderness lay silent, without even a chirping insect.
The battle for the top spot was over. Aggron had claimed victory and defended its place as the strongest on the team.
"Rooooar!!"
The Immovable Fortress's roar carried for miles, piercing the sky.
Countless Wild Pokémon trembled in their dens, with no idea what had happened and even less courage to peek outside.
When had such a terrifying Pokémon appeared in this area?
Trainers from Porto Marinada, drawn by the commotion, urged their Cyclizar onward. Whatever the cause, they needed to find the source of the explosion.
If some ferocious creature was responsible, they would have to find a way to drive it off and keep the customers visiting Porto Marinada's market safe.
Meanwhile...
One of the combatants was seeking comfort in its trainer's arms.
"There, there. Good boy."
Baimu soothed the battered, whimpering Hydreigon, which looked as aggrieved as a child weighing nearly half a ton.
It had lost the battle it had looked forward to for so long, and there was no arguing with the result!
The setback was almost too much to bear. For days, it had put up with things it could barely stand, dreaming of what life would be like once it became the team's ace.
Instead, it had been pounded into the ground!
"Shaaa..."
Husky Dragon's voice shook, and even its breathing trembled.
It had not burst into tears, but it was close.
Never in its life had it been hurt like this. Its body and spirit had both taken a crushing blow.
Hydreigon whined and howled. Its side heads held Baimu's hands in their mouths while its middle head clung to his shoulder, refusing to let go, like a baby sucking its fingers.
Helpless, Baimu comforted it softly and kissed its forehead,