The opening Hydro Pump landed with near-perfect accuracy.
Yet the result seemed less than ideal?
Cynthia raised an eyebrow. Galarian Corsola was far tougher than before.
"Just as impressive as expected."
She recalled the scene half a month ago, when Baimu's Pokémon had focused their attacks on Giant-Eyed Darkrai. Corsola had not stood out much among them, but it had still far exceeded her expectations.
Had it grown stronger again?
Cynthia was not surprised in the slightest. Every so often, Baimu's strength increased—whether it was one Pokémon or a whole group of them!
Corsola was already renowned for its durability, and now it had become even tougher. Ordinary methods would likely have difficulty taking it down.
Cynthia's gaze darkened. "Muddy Water! Get close to it!"
"Miluu~"
Milotic swayed its slender body, and a murky tide rose from nowhere, roaring outward in all directions.
More importantly, it concealed its body within the tide, quietly steering the filthy current as it sought a chance to approach its opponent.
"Dig."
Baimu narrowed his eyes.
He truly had no way to spot Milotic within it, so he simply stopped wasting time trying.
He only needed to wait for Milotic to emerge on its own!
Just before the muddy tide washed over it, Corsola spun and drilled underground.
Before the mud and water could pour into the tunnel it had dug, Corsola purposefully carved out a twisting underground labyrinth, making it difficult for the muddy water to follow its path and find it.
And because it was so small, the tunnel entrance was tiny as well, leaving Milotic unable to slip in and pursue it.
Once the muddy waters stopped churning, Milotic looked at the empty field, where only a small hole remained, and showed a troubled expression.
Hadn't they said its opponent could barely