The Snowfield Noble, Hisuian Avalugg, was as massive as a land cruiser. It was terrifying.
Giant Steelix could match its length, but came nowhere close to its width or height.
When Baimu approached, he could not even find its front at first. Fortunately, its broad, sloping, battering-ram chin glittered conspicuously in the sunlight.
"Grrroar—"
Sensing something small approaching, Hisuian Avalugg opened its large amber eyes.
Baimu looked around, found the nearest ice floe, and quickly climbed onto it.
The moment he left the seawater, the wind against his face felt especially biting. Only his exposed skin grew cold, though; the Magma Suit quickly dried itself.
The Porygon Phone anxiously fetched a towel from Shiny Gengar, and together they dried Baimu's hands, face, and hair.
Terapagos got some of Gengar's attention too, its shell polished until it gleamed. But it seemed ticklish. After just a couple of rubs, it giggled nonstop and rolled around atop Baimu's head.
"Gengar!"
Gengar stared in amazement. Was the little guy stuck to the Trainer's head? How had it not fallen off?
"..."
Hisuian Avalugg lowered its head and stared at them. What exactly had they come here to do?
Then its gaze snapped to the Space-Time Wristband that Terapagos had exposed while rolling about. Its enormous head twisted, its eyes crossing as it stared.
Baimu seized the chance to speak. "Snowfield Noble! We've come to reclaim the Plate, in accordance with Great Venerable Sinnoh's wishes!"
"Grrroar!!"
Hisuian Avalugg threw back its head and roared, its voice brimming with excitement.
It plunged into the sea, sending up a huge wave that swept Baimu's ice floe away. Then it swam beneath the ice and slowly rose, allowing Baimu to stand on its head.
Once it confirmed he was aboard, Hisuian Avalugg slowly swam toward land.
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