As it turned out, the Pokédex's description of Nidoking had not exaggerated one bit.
Especially the part about being "bad-tempered, easily angered, and prone to roaring for no reason." That was now thoroughly confirmed.
They had started fighting before he had even won her over. This romance had fizzled out awfully fast.
And Nidoqueen clearly was not the "gentle and virtuous" or "sweet and sensible" type either. Instead, she fought Nidoking on equal footing.
For a while, their roars rang out without pause, turning the once-peaceful Plateau into a lively scene.
At that moment, Nidoking and Nidoqueen might have been engrossed in their fight, but the Pokémon taking their midday naps across the Plateau were far less pleased, especially a nearby herd of Bouffalant.
Brown bodies standing two meters tall, coats thick enough to absorb impacts, curved, gold-ringed horns nearly a meter long, and bovine faces that looked ready to erupt after a long silence—these were among the Unova Region's most formidable weapons.
These destructive Pokémon were said to be able to send even a high-speed train flying when they charged.
All of that was enough to make Trainers take a detour at the sight of them.
And the fact that Bouffalant was one of Unova Region Champion Alder's main Pokémon only added to their intimidating reputation.
More than twenty Bouffalant lounged in twos and threes on the green grass, leaving the surrounding area utterly silent.
Faintly, the incessant noise of roaring drifted over. It was not loud, but it was truly irritating, like a bug hovering beside an ear, buzzing nonstop.
The largest, sturdiest Bouffalant among them flared its nostrils, releasing visible puffs of white vapor.
Honestly, summer was agonizing for shaggy Pokémon like them, whose thick coats could serve as blankets.
Not only were the days hot, but