Such a high ceiling!
And that's why I have to go through this?
Ralts wanted to cry.
But there was no helping it. Improving her strength came at a price, and now Ralts had her heart set on becoming strong.
She wasn't afraid of hardship. She was afraid she might never become strong.
That was something she couldn't bear.
With that thought, Ralts said to Lugia,
"Master! Train me as hard as you like!"
"I promise I'll work hard!"
She looked at Lugia with determination.
Seeing her resolve, Lugia smiled with approval and said,
"Follow the method I taught you and train hard!"
Ralts looked at Lugia, puzzled, and asked,
"Master, how am I supposed to use this bottle you gave me?"
Lugia chuckled at her adorable expression.
Then Lugia said to the little apprentice,
"You see the water in the bottle, right?"
"Your task is to use Confusion to make the water slowly spin. I know what you're capable of. This bottle of water will give you plenty of practice controlling Confusion!"
"Only when your Confusion improves will you be able to control your power in battle."
Lugia regarded Ralts seriously.
Ralts felt the weight of Lugia's gaze.
She nodded earnestly. Having so much power but being unable to control it was agonizing.
She began training on her own.
Focusing on the water in the bottle before her, Ralts repeated to herself,
Move! Move!
Just then, bang!
The bottle, intact a moment ago, burst apart.
The water sprayed into a fine mist.
Seeing that she had failed, Ralts looked dejected.
She lowered her head and fell silent.
Lugia chuckled at the sight of her.
Then Lugia said gently,
"Failure is the mother of success!"
"Besides, you've only failed once!"
"Don't lose heart. Don't get discouraged."
At Lugia's words, Ralts