Watching the dark clouds gradually coalesce, Malamar's eyes grew increasingly sinister.
Just now he'd figured it out: the reason electricity seemed useless against Gyarados was simply that this Gyarados possessed a space-like power similar to instantaneous movement.
But under the cover of rain, as long as Gyarados didn't leave the stage, there was no way it could dodge his Thunderbolt.
'I want to see what you'll use to survive this sure-hit strike!'
Seeing Malamar call for rain, Gyarados blinked, a flicker of puzzlement crossing his huge eyes.
'The master only said that the blue-haired one is one of his people, he didn't say this Malamar was his person too, right?'
'Why is this guy even calling rain for me?'
Gyarados thought for a moment, confirmed Axel had never said Malamar was on their side, and decisively launched his attack.
His massive body moved swiftly; an ancient, vast aura began to appear, Dragon Dance completed in short order.
"ROAR!"
With a bellow, Gyarados concentrated enormous Dragon-type energy in his maw, forming a sphere of dragon energy even larger than Malamar, which spewed forth toward Malamar.
Almost instantly, the attack struck Malamar.
On contact, Malamar's body erupted with a tremendous bang and was blasted backward, slamming into Gyarados's body; even the rain-calling nearly got interrupted.
After that hit, Malamar was completely stunned.
'This isn't right!'
'Gyarados has "dragon" in his name, but he's not supposed to be Dragon-type, right?'
'Why does his Dragon attack hurt so much?'
'This Gyarados is way too uncanny,' Malamar felt he couldn't stall any longer.
Taking advantage of the falling rain that swept across the entire arena, enveloping Gyarados's huge body, Malamar used Thunderbolt.
A flash of electricity sprang from him without warning and quickly spread along the water, traversing every inch of Gyarados's body.
Gyarados instinctively tried to use Subspace Rift Slash to evade the unnerving Electric energy.
But no sooner had he begun the move than something felt wrong.
'Why does this electricity look terrifying but actually not hurt at all?'
While he hesitated, the Thunderbolt struck Gyarados.
A look of triumph flashed across Malamar's eyes as he extended a tentacle, arrogantly staring at Gyarados.
'Space powers, what of it?'
'Big body, what of it?'
'Against Electric moves, a Dragon-typed Gyarados that's four-times weak to Electric is trash!'
Malamar had no intention of giving Gyarados a chance; another flash of electricity danced across his body as he tried to instantly delete the massive red Gyarados.
At that moment, Gyarados suddenly moved.
He finally reacted: with Axel's assistance, his typing no longer felt like the old self.
'I'm a Water/Dragon, why fear your Thunderbolt?'
His body, which had squeezed out of the spatial rift, shimmered with a dense purple glow as he shot high into the sky, assuming a dragon-diving posture.
Unlike the awkwardness when using Dragon-type moves before, Gyarados now felt as if the Dragon energy in the sky were part of his own body, fully under his control.
A dragon-shaped phantasmal image appeared, wrapping the massive Gyarados within.
At the sight of that apparition, even Giratina couldn't help a chill up its spine.
'This guy's composition is too complex.'
'Palkia's authority and power, and now the phantom formed when performing the Dragon Dive is exactly like Rayquaza. Whose subordinate the heck is this?'
Giratina had lived thousands of years and never seen anything this absurd.
Before that dragon image, Malamar's Thunderbolt seemed paper-thin; the fine electric currents shattered instantly and dispersed across the arena.
Gyarados, in an insanely violent posture, slammed into Malamar, driving him hard into the ground.
After two strikes, everyone could clearly feel Gyarados's momentum had grown stronger than before.
It was as if the more he fought, the stronger he would become!
The next moment, Gyarados roared, and a stream of water erupted from his mouth, forming a massive whirlpool.
Whirlpool!
This move can trap an opponent inside the vortex; the stronger the user, the longer the binding time.
Terrifying suction formed from all sides of the vortex, firmly constraining Malamar's body.
"ROAR!", With another dragon cry, Gyarados gathered into his mouth a Hydro Pump.
All the rainwater in the grand hall condensed at this instant; even water that had already hit the floor reversed and flew back up to appear before Gyarados.
At this moment, everyone had the illusion that the whole hall had been turned into a lake by this massive Gyarados.
What was coalescing before Gyarados was a tsunami capable of destroying everything.
BOOM!
The giant wave slammed down toward Malamar; water collided throughout the room with continuous crashes.
Gyarados's mouth began spewing uninterrupted Hydro Pumps.
With the "Massive Water" condition available, he could easily generate large amounts of water to replenish Hydro Pump's consumption.
Combined with Gyarados's huge body and excellent stamina, if he wanted, he could spray water all day and night without issue.
Seeing Malamar's horrified expression, everyone thought the dust would settle today.
That Ryujiro who rose to fame would still fall before the mighty Battle Castle.
At that moment, a sigh suddenly appeared in the void.
A mottled gray energy flashed forth, piercing through Gyarados's Whirlpool and wrapping around Malamar.
Darach's eyes widened; his pupils constricted sharply.
Earlier, he'd refrained from commanding Gyarados because he felt unworthy.
He'd even seen shades of Cynthia's Garchomp in this Gyarados, so he left it to fight on its own.
But now it seemed he couldn't stay hands-off.
Because that gray energy was precisely the bizarre technique Victreebel used to evade Palmer's move.
"Gyarados, fall back quickly. Once he dodges your move, he'll immediately unleash a powerful attack!"
'Fall back?'
Gyarados opened his mouth wide, eyes filled with ferocity.
'The master said those people on the other side are world-destroyers.'
'Facing such people, how can I retreat?'
'Not only I will not not retreat, but that Malamar won't get away either!'
"ROAR!"
A massive rift appeared before Gyarados, as if tearing through time and space, slicing across that gray energy.
The Malamar who was about to phase into the Reverse World re-solidified, blinking bewilderedly at a spot in the void.
He'd clearly been on the verge of entering the Reverse World, how was he forced back?
Even more absurd happened next.
Gyarados roared again and gaped wide.
A silver light wrapped Malamar, making him vanish in midair.
When he reappeared, he was already at the edge of Gyarados's mouth.
Giratina in the void could no longer contain itself.
If this thing didn't show up right now, it would be lonely once again.
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