"Snorlax…"
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Amu stood frozen, disbelief written all over his face.
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He had expected to lose—
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But losing in a pure clash of strength?
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That was sothing he never imagined.
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"ROOOAR!!!"
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Charizard threw its head back and roared.
Flas burst from its nostrils—
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Victory over a heavyweight like Snorlax had clearly fired it up.
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The arena—
Which had been full of chatter—
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Went completely silent.
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Everyone was still processing what they had just seen.
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Two matches.
Two overwhelming victories.
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The atmosphere began to change.
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Doubt Creeps In
When it ca ti for the third challenger—
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No one rushed forward.
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Instead—
Hesitation.
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After repeated urging from the staff—
The third challenger slowly stepped onto the field.
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A small girl.
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About the sa age as Yellow.
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Nervous.
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This was likely her first public battle—
And facing soone like Sam only made it worse.
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It took her a long ti—
Just to send out her Pokémon.
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"C-co out… Swablu…"
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A small, fluffy Pokémon appeared.
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Swablu
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Type: Normal / Flying
Strength: Mid Basic
Potential: Elite
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Sam frowned.
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The Swablu looked newly hatched—
Barely experienced.
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From the system panel—
He could tell it had great potential.
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And that made things worse.
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If I go all out…
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He might crush its confidence completely.
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But—
If he held back?
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Others might misunderstand.
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They might think:
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Even weak challengers have a chance.
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And then—
This challenge would never end.
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Sam's entire plan depended on overwhelming dominance.
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He needed challengers to give up on their own.
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Otherwise—
He'd be stuck here all day fighting endless weak opponents.
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He sighed.
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Then made a decision.
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"Are you really ready?"
Sam asked seriously.
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"Are you—and your Swablu—truly prepared?"
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The girl blinked.
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"Prepared… for what?"
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Sam spoke calmly—
But his tone was firm.
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"If you challenge soone far stronger than you…"
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"It could destroy your Pokémon's confidence."
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"Especially one that's just been born."
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He looked directly at her.
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"Have you thought about that?"
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She froze.
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Sam continued:
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"There's a real chance…"
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"That your Swablu may never want to battle again."
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"And if that happens—"
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"It's because of your decision."
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Silence.
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"I won't hold back in battle."
Sam added coldly.
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"If we fight—I go all out."
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The girl hugged her Swablu tightly.
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Her original excitent—
Was gone.
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"I… understand."
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She bowed deeply.
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"Thank you, Leader Sam."
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"I withdraw."
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Ï
"Wise decision."
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Sam exhaled quietly.
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He didn't want to crush a child's confidence.
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But he also couldn't afford to be soft.
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After that—
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Battle after battle followed.
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Flathrower.
Dragon Rage.
Dragon Breath.
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Charizard dominated every challenger.
---
No one could withstand even a single serious attack.
---
At so point—
Two familiar figures appeared.
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Erika
Sabrina
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Erika smiled lightly.
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"This Charizard…"
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"It's even stronger than during the Indigo Plateau Conference, don't you think?"
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Sabrina glanced at her—
Clearly annoyed.
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"…Hmph."
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She didn't even bother replying.
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Erika chuckled softly.
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She had gotten used to Sabrina's personality.
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Teasing her had beco a bit of a habit.
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"Number eight, please co forward."
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The staff called out—
Frowning.
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No response.
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Sam wasn't surprised.
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It's starting.
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After witnessing multiple one-sided defeats—
So challengers had finally lost their nerve.
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They gave up.
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Quietly.
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Without even stepping onto the field.
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Sam remained calm.
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If anything—
This made things harder.
---
The weak ones were gone.
---
What remained—
Would be stronger.
---
He glanced at Charizard.
---
It had already defeated multiple opponents.
---
Even if it looked fine—
Its stamina had been drained.
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Continuing now?
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Too risky.
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Ti to switch.
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Just then—
A voice cut through the silence.
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"Hmph. Cowards."
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A young man stood up—
Eyes sharp with fighting spirit.
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"I'm Xiaohai from Fallarbor Town."
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"I'm number nine."
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"If number eight won't fight—"
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"Then I will."
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The mont he stood—
---
The atmosphere changed.
---
This wasn't like the others.
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This one—
Was strong.
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The crowd stirred.
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"…Xiaohai?"
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"…That na sounds familiar…"
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