Dahlia spent most of her time in the Battle Zone, stationed at the Battle Roulette. Aside from enjoying battles, her greatest hobby was reclining in a deck chair by the lake, fishing all day, then returning empty-handed...
In her words, she wanted to cast out all her bad luck so that her good luck would remain for when she faced challengers.
Naturally, Dahlia knew nothing about Yong, much less that the boy standing opposite her had already drawn considerable attention for his Pokémon's incredible resistance to unfavorable type matchups and formidable defenses.
Her smile faded as Dahlia regarded Yong and Rhyperior seriously.
"It seems you really do have what it takes to challenge the Battle Factory and the Battle Stage back-to-back!"
"In that case, I can't let anyone underestimate me by treating this as just a bit of fun!"
Dahlia's presence gradually intensified. Though she still wore a smile, it had become utterly inscrutable! Countless fine threads faintly shimmered in the surrounding air before disappearing behind her...
There, the phantom of a giant die faintly enveloped her... A strange tugging sensation made Yong's body stiffen slightly.
For an instant, Yong seemed to see countless threads extending from the die, tugging at and winding around his mind. They stirred an urge to give a bizarre command-and he said it...
"Rhyperior, use Charm!"
???
"Rwoo...?"
Rhyperior turned and stared blankly at the boy. With what little brainpower he possessed, he even began wondering instinctively... How am I supposed to make a charming face?
Yong, too, froze slightly, as though he had fallen into a daze...
The die slowly rocked, displaying six red dots on the face directed toward the battlefield... At that moment, Dahlia spoke calmly.
"Every defense has its limits! Scrafty! Break through that limit! High Jump Kick!"
"Scraa!"
Scrafty's eyes