Sabrina stood beneath the moonlight in a black dress, like Princess Kaguya descending from the clear moon.
But unlike the fragile, disillusioned, quietly melancholy Kaguya of The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter, the black-haired woman before him felt more real, more imposing—and utterly alone.
Dian wanted to throw caution to the wind and fight anyone who challenged him, but she had asked him how he wanted to live. That suggested dying would be hard even if he tried. He glanced at her feet... For the record, he did not have a foot fetish. Her feet simply were not touching the ground. She hovered above the grass, radiating waves of invisible pressure that put even Beedrill on guard.
Beedrill beat its wings softly, its gaze grave. What was this "person" supposed to be?
"Haha, the moon is beautiful tonight..."
Dian scratched the back of his head and edged aside, shooting frantic looks at Jigglypuff as it rolled around hugging its microphone. Come on, with a night this lovely, don't you want to sing?
"The moon."
Sabrina raised an eyebrow and looked up. Only then did she realize it was nighttime.
What was wrong with that challenger, showing up to challenge the Gym this late?
She immediately decided to go back and give them an experience to remember.
But first, she would deal with the person in front of her who was so good at running away.
An eerie red glimmer appeared in her eyes as she raised her right hand with effortless grace...
"Jiggly~"
A round Jigglypuff appeared between Beedrill, Dian, and Sabrina. It blinked, wiggled its tiny tail, tested its voice, and prepared to sing.
With moonlight this beautiful, how could it resist a song?
Jigglypuff drew a deep breath and began to sing softly. "Jiggly~~ Jiggly-lo~ Jiggly~"
The gentle