In the Paldea Region.
It was another peaceful day.
The sky looked freshly washed. A breeze swept across the vast grasslands, where sturdy Paldean Tauros chewed fresh grass.
"Moo~"
"Moo~~"
One call drew a chorus of replies.
Then a strange buzz came from the distance and rapidly drew closer. It sounded like a motorcycle engine mixed with an animal's roar.
Bursts of delighted laughter and snippets of conversation mingled with it.
In the blink of an eye, a group of Cyclizar carrying riders raced past. The engine-like buzzing came from their throats.
What caught the wild Paldean Tauros' attention was an unusually large Cyclizar among them, with strikingly bright silver-blue skin.
A mutation?
The Tauros recalled a brown-furred member of their kind they had once happened to see with some humans.
How ugly!
How could brown fur compare to sleek black?
"Moo~"
"Moo~~"
Once again, one call drew a chorus. Eager for a chase, they followed their leader in pursuit of the Cyclizar.
Rumble—
The charging Tauros formed a dark mass like storm clouds rolling across the horizon, enough to make anyone's heart tremble.
They were fast, too—fast enough that they looked capable of catching up.
Of course, the Tauros had no intention of actually catching them. They just wanted to scare the Cyclizar and their riders for fun, like roadside dogs chasing a scooter.
"Look at him. He's scared shitless."
That was the black-furred bulls' idea of a joke.
But...
Something unexpected happened.
Instead of speeding up, the Cyclizar slowed down. The strange one stopped first.
"Why did it suddenly stop?"
"Miraidon seems to have a problem with those Tauros behind us."
"This guy... Always so much trouble!"
"Agah!"
The strange Cyclizar shouted at a gray-haired young man wearing a backpack, then charged toward the Tauros!
Crackle!
Electricity hissed,