Southern Island

"Waka!"

Gabite slowly withdrew its incomparably heavy claws.

The training equipment before it had long since been mangled beyond recognition by its Dragon Claw.

"Your speed is good, and your power is sufficient, but some of your attack angles still aren't perfect."

Tetsuya stood to one side, his expression cold. "Increase tomorrow's Dragon Claw training volume by another twenty percent."

"Waka."

Gabite gritted its teeth and nodded.

It was beginning to miss its days as a Gible.

At least back then, while it still had plenty of skill training, most of its time was spent eating.

Unlike now, when a single Dragon Claw training session lasted several uninterrupted hours.

Not that the lack of breaks was a problem.

As a Dragon Type Pokemon, endurance had always been one of its strengths.

The real issue was that the power and angle of every attack had to be adjusted according to Tetsuya's impromptu commands.

Many times, it even had to change midway through a swing.

Only after trying it did one understand just how exhausting it was.

Tetsuya raised his hand to check the time. "That's it for this morning's training."

At those words, there wasn't the slightest hint of joy on Gabite's face.

Sure enough.

"We'll continue this afternoon."

The strict Trainer added.

"Waka."

With the resolve of a dragon marching to its death, Gabite buried its head in the meal tray that had long been prepared beside it.

Even if it was going to die, it had to die full.

Tetsuya irritably patted the little guy's head.

There was no way it would be pushed beyond its limits.

The Training Plan compiled by Zero would only hover beneath Gabite's limit. It would never exceed it by even the slightest amount.

But that also showed just how competitive Gabite was.

Otherwise,