"Yo! Wuneng Hao! How can you still sit tight? Aren't you afraid someone will tear down everything your family has?"
A young man walked into the Training Room, wearing a fitted black shirt. An unrestrained smile played across his face, and his carefully applied makeup seemed at odds with his demeanor.
Countless pieces of exercise equipment and meticulously polished stone implements of various shapes stood scattered across the floor of the vast, open room.
The stone implements came in all sorts of shapes. Their surfaces were black and gold, with dark gleams rippling over them. They looked exceptionally sturdy and were clearly made from no ordinary material.
Amid the enormous stone implements, a bare-chested young man wearing only white training pants stood with his powerful physique fully exposed. Holding a heavy stone lock steady, he performed one textbook squat after another, each movement forceful.
With every movement, the muscles of his broad, solid shoulders and thick arms flexed in sharp definition, giving each squat an astonishing sense of power.
Opposite him stood an unusual Pokémon, its head held high.
This Pokémon was somewhat lean, yet it exuded an unmistakable primeval presence. Its eyes held a razor-sharp edge, with a trace of wildness spilling out. Even an accidental meeting of gazes would inspire involuntary awe.
An incredibly hard shell covered its body, its overall coloring a deep brown.
But its most striking features were the armor on its chest, its sharp spikes, and its enormous scythe-like claws-all of them a subdued, bone-like pure white!
It looked like an assassin, especially with its sharply triangular head. Two pointed horns jutted backward from the rear of its skull, adding to its imposing appearance.
Standing there, it was nearly as tall as the burly young man. Though lean, it radiated a keen presence, like