Thud! Thud! Thud!
Gigantic hailstones slammed down across the ground, violently shattering into a surging sea of ice crystals that completely swallowed Rillaboom's figure.
Shattered ice chips and wisps of white mist instantly spread across the entire rugged battlefield. Everything visible was pale white, and together with the hail drifting down from above, it made the audience feel as though they had entered a kingdom of snow.
The announcer shouted, "The third Max Move—another Max Hailstorm! It hit Rillaboom successfully!"
Whoosh!
Loud cheers and applause erupted from the stands.
Everyone could basically foresee Rillaboom's fate. It had taken two Max Hailstorms head-on; never mind that Rillaboom was already Burned, even without the Burn, that would have been more than enough for it to handle.
Sure enough.
As the white mist dispersed, the ice formed by Galar Particles vanished along with it.
What appeared before everyone was Rillaboom lying flat on its back, along with Galarian Corsola, whose body had returned to its original size and was nearly indistinguishable from the surrounding rocks.
"Rilla..."
Black spirals covered Rillaboom's eyes, making its condition perfectly clear.
Deng Pei raised a hand. "Rillaboom is Unable to Battle! Corsola wins!"
Ding!
Another Pokémon portrait on the giant screen dimmed. The contrast between light and darkness on the two sides was exceptionally stark, creating a strange visual impact.
"That's the fourth one!"
"Damn it! Is there really no way to stop this guy?"
"Leon, waaaah..."
Some sighed while others cried. No one could believe that Leon was the one suffering four consecutive defeats. It completely overturned their understanding.
But the facts lay before them, and they could only accept them.
Hop looked blankly ahead, while the Wooloo in his arms was equally despondent, its fleece dimmed. This was their first taste of being the family of