"Very impressive! Those muscles of yours are solid! One look tells me they took years of work!" Heath rested his chin on his hand, sinking into thought as he watched the battle before him. This was the first time he had learned how wild Mr. Fujiyama became in combat. He was practically a completely different person. If Mr. Fujiyama had been a jovial, muscular middle-aged man before, he was now a battle fiend, the kind who feared nothing in a fight. Even watching him made Heath's scalp prickle, especially the meaty impact of each blow exchanged between Mr. Fujiyama and Garchomp. It was truly breathtaking.
Heath had once wondered why, when human technological civilization had advanced far enough to reach the moon, formerly "barbaric" sports like boxing and martial arts could still find a place in this world, even developing to an astonishing degree. Now he understood. After all, battles like this did the most to stir human nature, the wildness hidden beneath civilized society.
Humans might be human, but they were also animals, animals full of wildness. Civilization had merely dressed humanity in suits, making people's behavior considerably more refined, but that animal nature still lurked in their hearts, emerging from time to time. Now, watching Mr. Fujiyama battle Garchomp, Heath admitted that he was getting a little excited himself.
"Incredible. This is the first time I've seen a human fight a Pokémon to this extent." Cynthia looked incredulous too, and she was even recording it. After all, a scene like this was far too rare. It was no easy matter to witness something like this under ordinary circumstances. This was Garchomp, a Pokémon that ranked very highly even among Dragon-type Pokémon.
What was more, this was her Garchomp, Cynthia's own. Naturally, Garchomp had what it took to become