The intermission ended, and Brendan and Young Master Mao stepped onto the battlefield again, their mindsets readjusted.
Brendan pushed up his glasses, his confidence restored. "Come on, Dragonite! You're up!"
He would seize the initiative and rely on his ace to regain his rhythm.
"Roooar!" The round, plump Dragonite roared imperiously, radiating an imposing presence.
"Oh~ you've already gotten this strong." A smile touched Young Master Mao's lips. This little fellow had still been a Dratini when he was first fished out of the water. In the blink of an eye, he could already shoulder responsibility.
"Awoo!" Dragonite clenched his fists. Under Gary's Dragonite's tutelage, he had grown very quickly indeed.
Now it was time to show the results of his training!
Sensing Dragonite's determination to press forward without hesitation, Young Master Mao finally grew serious. "In that case, I'll grant your wish."
A Poké Ball rose into the air. After a flash of white light, Charizard spread his wings and landed on the field.
"Raaah! (Hurrah!)" Charizard raised his arms and cried out, his gaze blazing.
Gently rolling his neck with a series of cracks, Charizard licked the corner of his mouth. "Kid, are you ready?"
Dragonite looked solemn as he clenched his fists and stood sideways. Although the pressure Charizard exerted on him was even greater than his teacher Dragonite's, the proud dragon race did not fear powerful opponents!
The flames of excitement burned in Brendan's eyes. Regardless of whether he won or lost the coming battle, he wanted to give it everything he had and leave no regrets.
In this state, he instead became more relaxed and more focused.
Young Master Mao folded his arms across his chest, his expression serious. Since Brendan is ready, I'll be the teacher who shows him how vast the world is.