The unending hails were deafening, easily drowning out the stadium's thematic tune. Be it supportive cheers, merciless heckling, or wild jubilation, the frenzied spirit in the air was practically drinkable. No matter what thoughts or sentiments you had, nothing compared to the sheer thrill rocking you while standing at your position, the eyes of thousands centered on you. And it seemed the feeling was quite mutual for your primed & ready opponent!

"Best of luck to you, honored Gym Challenger! With all my prowess, I'll see your challenge be swept & sunk beneath my waves!"

Her declaration was no boast, years of self-confidence evident within. Standing across from you, Nessa's posture was alert yet fluid, poké ball clutched with a firm grip. Pushing it out towards you, somber focus etched onto her youthful features, she pulled her arm back before raising her slender left leg straight up, preparing to cast via her favored provocative stance.

The time has come! Let the better trainer win!