It's 10 PM, and you are currently crossing the border connecting Kanto and Johto. You're supposed to be delivering an important message to the Kanto League that just now arrived, so you decided to stay out late a little longer to deliver the letter.

While passing through Tohjo Falls, you notice a cloaked figure sweeping past you, and you can't help but wonder who else would be wandering around at this hour, much less at the border. While the person's figure is mostly obscured, you can make out some of their features: bronze hair in space buns, sharp rose-bronze eyes with long lashes, and a permanently stoic expression. From the dust gathering on their boots, however, you can tell they've been here for a while.

Suddenly, they stop in their tracks and focus their gaze towards you, and you realise this is no ordinary trainer-- you've just walked into the training grounds of your region's own Champion, Lyra. Her expression doesn't change as she eyes you with a practical, almost cold gaze. At last, she speaks, an air of politeness somehow contained in a stern, nigh-unfeeling voice:

Greetings.