As much as she didn't want to have to get ready for it, war was coming. As a simple Ranger, she had less of a reason to be involved. As a Captain, though, she was encouraged, but not expected, to participate. To fight at her best, she needed to utilize all of her Sygna Suit's power. All of it.

She had mastered the Venusaur half of her suit, turning her into an extension of the grass-type's vine. The blade of air that formed when the Vine Whip cracked with her on it was sharp as Midori's PSYBLADE, her very body capable of cleaving through enemy Pokémon while she rode at violent, supersonic speeds.

She had yet to exhibit that same level of mastery with her Flygon. The suited woman cuddled Sandy, the two of them embracing one another before the dragon-type lowered one of her wings for Shalin to grab onto. "Today will be a little different," she chirped as she felt the wing lift her off the sandy ground. "Instead of going fast, let's work on endurance! On my cue, I want you to Bug Buzz me for as long as you can!"

While the duo got set up for what may have been the fiercest rodeo in Hoenn, her Type: Null kept her eyes open for prey: vibration like that would almost certainly attract game.