near the last known location of regirock's tomb, several trainers have stumbled across an ominous opening. inside, they will find the ruins of the legendary titan, riddled with traps, treasures, and the mystical unknown. no one knows what awaits them but one thing is for sure — a new arc begins. despite the thin veil of peace, the public still faces unease.
after the ultra beast war, hoenn begins to heal. the megalopolan invasion may have failed; however, it is clear there is much more at stake. a prophecy revolving around a cyclical meteoroid, the appearance of necrozma and a dangerous and viral alien threaten the safety of the region once more.
with rocket's new boss, the resurgence and reappearance of the crime syndicate's presence is imminent. the league has done its best to repair its reputation, and with the victory of a war under their belt, perhaps it is enough. but the seeds of distrust have already been sown in the ravaged land of this region, causing many to wonder what will grow?
Yup, they could not catch a break. The stranger turned to face down a Hoppip, leaving Moana to deal with the holy shit.
A huge blue and red dragon stared him down, huffing through its nostrils and glaring at him. Well, it wasn't huge. He was taller than it. But it was still pretty big, and it looked aggressive.
Wali was on a roll, though, and darted around more quickly than his seemingly unwieldy shape would suggest. Moana didn't see him attack, but the Druddigon flinched and roared in anger, so he figured that Wali must have used Psychic.
Keiser, too, was enthusiastic to battle, perhaps having been warmed up by the fight with the aggressive Sharpedo earlier. He dashed forward through the water and landed a powerful Metal Claw on the dragon, who took some inspiration from the Prinplup and Metal Clawed him right back.
However, the attack from the stronger, more powerful dragon still didn't have much of an effect on Keiser. Moana noted this as Keiser sprang forward and knocked the Druddigon out with a Drill Peck. The water-type was incredibly sturdy. That'd be useful in a lot of situations, he realized as he threw a Pokeball at the formidable Dragon.
With a "Salamence", Murkrow, Corsola and Hoppip in tow Sénon was satisfied.
It had been a good haul and before that, a good time in water for his pokémon. A cherry on top was he got to see how the younger trainers put in work for the new additions of their teams and the development of the pkmn they already had.
Between the Prinplup the Sharpedo and whatever that last thing was Senon was of the opinion the younger trainer was walking away with the better score.
He wasn't mad at him for it.
Waving him over from the waters he yelled out before making his exit. "You hungry kid?" He handled himself so well Ranger Game was interested just enough to put aside a little time to pick his brain. "I know a place."