Inside the filthy ice sculpture, Galarian Corsola had left behind its "legacy."
Countless sharp stone spikes appeared out of thin air, then quickly vanished.
But at the same time, a thick cloud of black smoke suddenly rose up, swiftly obscuring the battlefield.
Even though Baimu pressed the switch at incredible speed, the lights were still blocked by the black haze.
It was [Smokescreen]!
"Not that easy~"
Cynthia smiled, having anticipated her opponent's intentions.
Before her stood Spiritomb, extending the souls of 108 wicked people forward with all its might until they stretched across nearly half the arena.
It looked as though it was sealed inside a stone, but the essence of its souls was not firmly locked above the Sealing Stone. They could freely extend outward.
There was only a distance limit.
When necessary, it could even make itself fly, though it could not move very quickly.
"Nicely done!"
Cheers erupted from the guest room. After all, Sinnoh was Cynthia's home turf, and the trainers invited there naturally favored her.
Caitlin's eyes gleamed with anticipation. The smoke not only prevented Baimu from switching Pokémon, but also obstructed his vision.
What an opportunity!
A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Judging by Baimu's past battles, if someone could predict his plans and stop him, they might be able to take him down in one wave!
Cynthia swiftly gave the order. "Hypnosis."
She knew that with Corsola's durability, direct attacks might not be very effective, just as Corsola had never directly used attacking moves against Milotic.
Attacking from the side was the proper way!
And it seemed she had really dug her heels in over this. She simply had to make Corsola get put to sleep at least once.
Baimu stared at the gray smoke that refused to disperse and quickly said without changing expression, "Protect!"