It was more like a late afternoon show than an evening one, Shalin standing alongside Queen Zing, an enormous, saddle-wearing Shiny Beedrill that, on her own, was the first exhibit in the aptly-titled attraction, "Shalin's Believe-It-or-Not". To her, it was a simple showcase of what Sygna Suits were capable of, her Flygon standing a fair distance from the girl. It was the Pokémon the girl herself looked like; while there were no wings on the suit, the scales, tail, and even red eye shields were there, making her see everything in a slight shade of red.

Not wanting to call attention to anyone verbally, given the number of her fans that were there, she simply waved in Desiree's direction before putting on her show's opening act, and what a wild and crazy one it would be. The Beedrill lowered her light blue wings to the ground, Shalin standing above one of them and letting it lift her. Both the brave rider and her Flygon glowed a faint green, the SYNC STONE glowing with the energy needed to reduce her apparent weight to the Pokémon she was riding on. It was the suit's supernatural power that allowed her to sit on the wing, grabbing onto it with all four limbs. Gasps and applause reverberated around the large field used for both her attraction and the Gym Leader's.

"You'll want to make sure your earplugs are in until you see my Beedrill stop," Shalin warned. Once she had given sufficient time for everyone to don their protective earpieces, including her own, the large wing beneath her began to flutter and vibrate, its already loud drone made even louder by way of Shalin herself shaking with it. Even with the earplugs in, it could have been loud for those with sensitive hearing. The performer disappeared into a streak of green and red light as the pitch of the drone became higher. The only other noise that could have been heard was the whooping and hollering of the performer as the ride peaked in intensity, her Flygon glowing progressively more green as the stone's power was harnessed.

Queen Zing held her peak wingbeat rate for about ten seconds before gradually slowing them to a stop, the explorer woozy but otherwise okay. The applause was raucous, though there were plenty of worried faces in the crowd, as well. Even Lathiel, her Type: Null standing in the front row next to the fence, looked concerned for Shalin.

The attraction's brochure explained the how, but not the why, Shalin's physics-defying feat was possible. The bond between her and her Flygon had grown to the point where she and her Pokémon shared parts of their being with one another. The sync between the two was what both reduced her apparent weight to the Pokémon she rode, and what let her handle the extreme motion of the fluttering wing. Once she felt her senses return to her, she elaborated on the handout in further detail.

"The Sygna Suit takes the Pokémon you've forged the closest bond with and joins its essence with yours. It's like you and your Pokémon become one creature. Because of the affinity Flygon have with bug Pokémon and with sonic attacks that use their wings, their vibration doesn't bother me at all. Though I'm sure it had its limit, I have yet to discover it, as you'll see next! Might want to put your earplugs back on, because this is definitely the loudest part of the show!"

After giving her warning, she whistled for her Kommo-o, Treble, to come forward. Climbing onto the Pokémon's back and bracing herself for what was to come, she guided the fighting-type to a medium-sized cube of solid rock. The Alolan dragon wound up before striking the block with both of his vibrating fists, harshly rattling every single one of the CLANGING SCALES on his body. Shalin let out a loud cry of her own, though it was drowned out by the hum and clashing of the loud, cymbal-like scales against one another. Though she was still visible, Shalin was still a blur seemingly hovering above the Kommo-o. The scales moved faster than a rattlesnake's tail, and in such chaotic directions that even Shalin struggled to hold on as the vibrating fists started grinding the dense rock to dust. Even Lathiel looked impressed, her sharp vision giving her a little more clarity than a human would have.

While Shalin was waiting for feeling to return to her legs, she snapped a photo of the good-sized rock her mount had reduced to powder, sharing it on AmiGo with the #Funtasia hashtag. Once she was done and could slide off her Kommo-o without falling, she slid her phone far away; the finale was going to be especially surreal to watch.

Signaling for the crowd to don their earplugs again, Shalin likewise put hers back in before whistling for her Flygon. Just like with the Beedrill, the insectile dragon lowered her wings to the ground, the brave rider allowing herself to be lifted off the ground by one. Both Shalin and Sandy started glowing a faint green, a sign of the supernatural powers their bond bestowed upon them. This, though, was at least somewhat more believable due to the dragon's increased strength and the shape of the wing being easier for Shalin to get all four of her limbs on. She took a deep breath, time to put her body through the limits of what she knew it would be able to handle.

"Alright, Sandy! It's time - use your BUG BUZZ!"

With an awkward waddle toward the field's center, the Flygon turned around and started humming her wings. It was relatively quiet at first, those without their earplugs in getting a warning to put them back in. It wouldn't take long before the hum changed to a shrill, almost screech-like drone. The reason for the lack of grass in the field was now clear: the wind generated by the fastest fluttering Pokémon in the world would have handily uprooted any vegetation nearby. The only sign Shalin was even seated on her Flygon was the now-bright glow from her Sygna Suit; the vibration was so fast that she and the Flygon's wings were no more than green streaks of light.

Even with her suit on, the BUG BUZZ caused almost overwhelming tingling to shoot through all four of her limbs. Shalin could only handle the peak wingbeat rate for a few seconds before Sandy brought the madness to a stop. The glow decreased in brightness along with the vibration speed, Shalin breathing heavily when the wings came to a full stop. She was showered with loud cheers and applause.

Once she was feeling better, she took a bow before dismounting and leaning against the fence near where Lathiel and Desiree were. All she could do was breathe in and out, at a loss for how to describe what just happened.

As the applauding crowd began to disperse, Shalin recognized the pink-ette standing in front of her, the calm Type: Null nearby. "Oh, hi Desiree," she huffed, still catching her breath some from the motion so alien and intense that putting words to it would just as much of a challenge as holding on. "Thanks! I wish I could share it with people, but it's the Sygna Suit that lets me do it in the first place." She laughed at Desiree's snide remark, and it was true; in the same amount of time it took her vision to register Shalin's new position, the wing she sat on had flapped up and down numerous times.

Stepping down from the stage, recalling her Pokémon other than Lathiel, and opening the fence door, Shalin reunited with the Type: Null and accepted the generous gift. "You didn't have to, but thank you!" The fruity beverage tasted refreshing, and the bench she plopped herself onto did, as well. "I just wish people could see what I see up there. It's pretty crazy," she admitted. "You know how a Beedrill's wing moves too fast to see? Well, imagine seeing a still Beedrill wing and the reat of the world moving too fast to see."

There was a huge difference between seeing the feat and experiencing it. That experience was something that, to her knowledge, only Shalin herself could partake in. The sensory overload was a feeling she could not properly put into words. Did words even exist that adequately conveyed what she felt? "You can say that again..." were the only words that came out of her mouth as she downed part of the Aqua Fresca.

There was also a big difference between what she did and flying on a Beedrill at all. Perhaps they could make a day out of meeting her Pokémon in Petalburg once the festival wound down. "I do! Supper sounds really good." With that, she took her leave of her exhibit for the day and followed the young woman on foot, giving her thighs a break after the pressure she had put on them.