We all had memories we thought weren't particularly happy.
But only when we lost someone did we truly understand how much those memories-or the people in them-meant to us.
Lance was no exception.
There had been a time when he really disliked Lorelei.
Because that woman held grudges far too well.
During a match shortly after they had all begun their careers, he had simply gotten carried away and shut Lorelei out, embarrassing her.
Lorelei had held a grudge ever since.
Afterward, whether at work or in private, Lorelei would take digs at him from time to time, even deliberately make things difficult for him.
He had been just one step away from becoming Kanto's Champion. Even Agatha was willing to go easy on him, but Lorelei absolutely refused.
She had even gone out of her way to raise an Ice- and Fairy-type Alolan Ninetales.
Faced with that overwhelming type disadvantage and a gauntlet of battles, Lance had been left with no choice. For his dream of becoming Champion, and to avoid having to deal with Lorelei so often, he could only head to the Johto Region.
What he hadn't expected was that, even after moving to the Johto Region, the proximity of the two regions meant he still had plenty of contact with Lorelei through work.
Back then, he had once thought Lorelei was a devil sent by heaven specifically to torment him.
But today, that devil might die.
Die helping him escape!
"Go!!!"
Lorelei abandoned the graceful image she had always maintained and screamed with everything she had.
"Aah!!"
With anguish trapped in his chest and tears streaming down like a flood through a broken dam, Lance let out a furious scream.
"Dragonite! Dragonite! Dragonite!!!"
"Woo!"
Dragonite's eyes were bloodshot. Suppressing his pain, he rushed over, scooped up