"As long as I want it, I own this S.S. Anne! And if I'm unhappy, it'll be nothing but a wreck about to sink!!"
Dian smiled faintly, then reached out and took the Poké Ball straight from the other man's hand. Right in front of him, he removed its signal-tracking device. "Thank you. I like this present very much..."
With that, he headed toward the ballroom...
Only after he had disappeared from the deck did Fulindo regain control of his body.
He drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger. "Someone..."
Fulindo called again. "Someone?!"
Sensing something wrong, he turned to look. The subordinate who had been standing there lay on the ground, his face deathly pale, as though something had been drained from him.
Fulindo's eyes narrowed. With his extensive experience, he immediately recognized the unusual symptoms of losing a tremendous amount of life force in a short time...
A chill ran through him. Clearly, the other man had more than just a Misdreavus at his disposal. He also commanded another dangerous Pokémon.
Fulindo's expression suddenly changed. Could the personnel stationed in the other areas have also—?!
A grand ball was underway on the S.S. Anne's first deck, where social elites and Trainers mingled over drinks...
Naturally, it also featured the most common form of entertainment,
Pokémon battles!
"Raticate! Use Hyper Fang!" A gentleman sporting a neatly trimmed mustache flourished his black cane.
Opposite him stood a young man using a Staryu. "Staryu, dodge it!"
"Raticate!"
Raticate cunningly created a Double Team duplicate, then used Quick Attack to rush the opposing star-shaped Pokémon, its large front teeth gleaming with a cold, sharp light.
Bam!
In the end, Staryu failed to dodge. Raticate's incisors sank straight into the red gem on its chest,
Crack...
Something shattered.
At the