With Slateport's normally busy beaches as close to deserted as they could get, the soft sand beneath a green-armored, blue-eyed Beedrill the size of an adult equine Pokémon was perfect for what her trainer wanted to do. Even more lightweight than normal in her green-scaled, Flygon-themed SYGNA SUIT, the eager and perhaps reckless explorer wanted to test the boundaries of what her hard-earned suit could do. "Think you're ready, Queen Zing?" the girl asked, her similarly-sized Alolan Ninetales, Letheia, looking on in half disgust, half worry. She was aware of the iron hold her trainer's legs and arms had on Pokémon, wild or tame; after all, a promising rodeo impression was how the arctic fox found herself on her trainer's team.

Shalin's skin tingled as she watched Queen Zing briefly buzz, affirming she was as ready as she was going to get. The girl's skin tingled as she saw the bug-type slowly lower her giant, translucent wings to the ground. She knew her suit let her withstand extreme motion, but was this ever going to be a test. Unlike with her Flygon, a Beedrill's wings only had one speed: a blur. Standing above one, she felt the giant bug-type slowly lift her off the ground. Her arms tensed in anticipation as she made sure she was holding on with all four limbs.

And yet, the Bug Buzz never came. After a few seconds of gently flapping her wings, she let Shalin down, allowing her to stand on her own two legs. "I guess I need to learn more about the suit first..." she trailed off, talking to no one in particular.