A red muscle monster?
Images of countless Pokémon flashed through Baimu's mind like search results.
His thoughts finally settled on a somewhat fearsome figure.
"Codename UB-02: Expansion. Buzzwole."
Was it here?
The second Ultra Beast!
Baimu glanced at Shadow Leopard, who had also heard the passerby's shout. "Want to go take a look?"
"...No."
Shadow Leopard helped the now-conscious Electivire to its feet and took a deep breath. "I'm grateful I had the chance to battle you."
"Elec!"
The weakened Electivire dipped its head to Shiny Gengar in agreement.
The battle had left both trainer and Pokémon reeling. Neither could believe they had made such basic mistakes.
Then, suddenly, Shadow Leopard remembered the Pokémon Soccer World Cup he followed.
The Electivire Team he supported had suffered year after year, always making ridiculous little mistakes. One year, they had not even made it past the preliminaries.
Yet whenever the Electivire Team appeared on a show, they crushed other second-tier and youth teams. He had joked and complained: if they were so strong, why were they so awful at the World Cup?
Now he finally understood.
It turned out...
There was always someone stronger.
Those "little mistakes" were openings forced out by an opponent's pressure. By the time you noticed a trap woven by someone stronger, you had already stepped into it.
The battle had not discouraged Shadow Leopard.
He was simply glad he had entered the World Championships and regretted competing in so few tournaments before.
"Gengar?"
Gengar watched Shadow Leopard and Electivire walk away, puzzled by their expressions of sudden enlightenment.
Had its Illusion done that?
"Gengar!"
The brief call snapped it back to its senses. Its trainer was already far ahead, so it hurried after him.
A chance to see an Ultra Beast with his own eyes was rare.