The entirety of Viridian seemed to come alive.
Roars echoed one after another throughout Viridian Forest.
This was the Totems' declaration of sovereignty.
Weaker Pokémon hid in trembling silence, afraid that a single misstep would cost them their lives.
Viridian Forest was vast beyond imagination. Attempting to defeat every powerful Rival here would be nothing but wishful thinking.
After some thought, Sam and Bangila decided—
They would choose one truly powerful opponent to test the limits of this trial.
They chose Ursaring.
A deep, violent roar rumbled nearby.
Following the sound, Sam and Bangila pushed deeper into the forest.
After breaking through dense undergrowth, they arrived at a clearing—
And there it stood.
An Ursaring with one eye.
Claw scars covered its face. A heavy, oppressive aura radiated from its body.
It smiled.
When it saw Sam and Bangila, it smiled.
But the smile was ferocious—almost chilling.
Sam activated his Detection Eye.
Pokémon: Ursaring
Type: Normal
Strength: Champion — Mid Level
Potential: Champion
Evaluation: Ursaring's life has been forged through endless battles. Victory defined its existence. It left its tribe and sought to become king of Viridian Forest. It believed it had succeeded—until one rainy night. Since then, its right eye has been gone. It no longer seeks dominance. It waits… for something.
Wait?
Sam didn't fully understand what that meant.
But there was no time to dwell on it.
The battle was about to begin.
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Bangila and Ursaring began warming up.
Even without words, it was clear—
Both took this battle seriously.
After a few minutes, Bangila gently tugged Sam's arm.
"You want to handle this one yourself?" Sam asked softly.
Bangila nodded.
Sam stepped back, retreating from the battlefield.
This duel belonged to them.
Ursaring extended a paw, signaling Bangila to attack first.
Bangila did not hesitate.
From the start, it went all out.
The Shukaku markings spread across its body. Purple patterns glowed beneath the dim forest canopy, giving Bangila an ancient, almost divine presence.
Ursaring did not interrupt.
It waited.
It wanted Bangila at its strongest.
Sam could feel it—
Ursaring cared more about the duel than the outcome.
Perhaps…
This was its final battle.
Though still powerful, its life was nearing its end.
If it abandoned its power, perhaps it could cling to life a little longer.
But Sam knew—
It would never choose that.
For a warrior like this, there was only one ending worth having.
Shukaku's power surged.
Dragon blood awakened within Bangila.
"Dragon Dance."
A golden dragon phantom coiled behind it, energy boiling to its peak.
Bangila moved.
It did not use a flashy technique.
It rushed forward with raw, primal strength—
A heavy punch aimed at Ursaring.
Respect.
This was respect.
Ursaring's blood boiled in response.
How long had it been since it had fought like this?
Since that rainy night…
Since the true Totem of Viridian Forest had crushed it and taken its eye.
It had never dared to challenge that position again.
Until now.
Looking at Bangila charging toward it—
Ursaring smiled.
Young one.
Step over me.
Surpass me.
Challenge the strongest.
Bangila's fist smashed into Ursaring's skull.
Blood sprayed instantly.
But Ursaring did not show pain.
Only exhilaration.
It countered.
Its claws glowed and slashed toward Bangila's abdomen, tearing through its armor. Blood followed.
Bangila didn't flinch.
As if the wound wasn't its own, it struck again.
This was a duel between warriors.
No tricks.
No hesitation.
Only fists, claws, and flesh.
For half an hour, the forest remained silent—
Except for the sound of impact.
Eventually—
Ursaring's body began to falter.
It was reaching its limit.
Blood soaked its fur crimson.
It looked at Bangila—
And smiled.
Bangila stopped.
It didn't want to continue.
It didn't want to kill this Rival.
"ROAAARRR!!!"
Ursaring roared in fury.
It lunged again.
It had waited too long for this day.
It refused to die quietly.
It would not fade like a coward.
That rainy night had taken everything from it.
This battle—
This was how it would reclaim itself.
Bangila understood.
To deny a warrior's final wish—
That would be cruel.
Bangila's fist became a claw.
With one decisive motion—
It pierced Ursaring's heart.
In the final moment—
There was no fear in Ursaring's eyes.
Only peace.
Only fulfillment.
It had found what it had been waiting for.
And as life left its body—
It smiled.
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