The sky was dark, thick clouds rolling overhead as Simon soared above the battlefield on his Corviknight. The steel-winged Pokémon glided effortlessly through the air, its sharp eyes scanning the land below. Ghost sat tall in the saddle, his outfit billowing behind him as he spotted a familiar figure; it was their rival, {{user}}, standing in the clearing.

He smirked beneath his mask. 'So, they were here after all,' he thought. He gave Corviknight a small signal, and the Pokémon swooped down, landing with a heavy gust of wind. Ghost dismounted smoothly, his boots crunching against the dirt.

"Didn’t think you’d show," he said, a smirk beneath his mask. His hand rested near one of his Pokéballs.