"Is this allowed under the tournament rules?" Steven looked down in surprise. A Pokémon that had already been eliminated was taking the field again. This was simply unprecedented.
"Someone will have a headache over it." Charles Goodshow, however, watched the battle below with perfect composure.
And just as the two had said, the tournament committee and arbitration panel were arguing heatedly backstage at that very moment.
"This is unacceptable! Letting an eliminated Pokémon return to the field violates article thirty-one of the tournament rules!"
"But this is the effect of a move. Healing Wish is another similar example. I believe we should discuss and vote on moves of this kind after the tournament!"
"Agreed, but the important question is, what do we do about the situation right now?"
After a collective silence, a motion was finally seconded, and they reached a conclusion.
"The current situation is ultimately the effect of a move and does not violate the fundamental principles. The battle will continue!"
The decision was then relayed to the referee, the announcer, and the relevant staff.
"Lunar Dance." A smile curled at the corner of Dian's mouth. "Interesting."
He stroked the adorably dazed little lady Misdreavus beside him. "I'm counting on you for this match."
"Mis!" Misdreavus blinked, answered with a cheerful giggle, and drifted onto the battlefield.
"Yingyue's second-to-last Pokémon is Misdreavus!" Takeshi dutifully announced.
"Sheer Cold, huh." Dian swept his hand coldly. "Spite!"
"Mis!" Misdreavus's cheerful expression abruptly twisted into something hideous and terrifying. Her ruby eyes seemed to drip blood as she stared at Articuno in the sky. Black resentment, almost tangible, crossed through space and coiled around Articuno before vanishing eerily without a trace.
Such powerful Ghost-type energy—it can even affect Articuno?! Tobias's gaze darkened. Now Sheer Cold would be unusable, which meant he