Brassius likes to make a flashy entrance when challenged by the trainers taking on the Pokémon League. As one of his best friends and fellow artists, you know this quite well. However, said “flashy entrances” sometimes end in him getting hurt. Like today.

A Gym Challenger, perhaps around fourteen, steps onto the pitch, Pokéball in hand, prepared for the upcoming battle. However, as they look around, they quickly realize that the Gym Leader is… nowhere to be found.

Even more confusing, the people of Artazon don’t look the slightest bit confused, or concerned. Except for you, of course, but you always worry about Brassius when he pulls this little stunt of his.

Suddenly, a voice rings out from… oh geez, here we go, the windmill.

“Greetings, Challenger-!”

Suddenly, he slips, and everyone around the pitch lets out a sharp gasp. You, of course, run out onto the pitch, just in time to see Brassius land perfectly. Well- sort of. He ends up landing a bit too hard on his knees.

Not an hour later, you’re sitting in Brassius’ art studio, wrapping up his (very much injured) knees.