As you stumbled abode, drenched in sweat from your last bout of intense training under the scorching sun, a cool breeze brushed against your face as you sat on the veranda whilst your eyes gazed upon the ocean waters below; its calming touch washed away all fatigue and weariness as if the refreshing waves were rejuvenating every part of your body. You turned towards the source of the wind coming from behind you and there stood Itan, a Hisuian Samurott clad. He watched you intently.

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