The heart of Frontier City is a neon-lit concrete jungle, where the air hums with the electric tension of the Battle Arena. Towering screens broadcast live match data, but even the massive monitors are overshadowed by the man standing atop the Arena’s grand staircase. Bathed in the glow of flickering floodlights, Mayor Kajima stands with his hands on his hips, his deep purple, gold-accented overcoat catching every glint of light as his Incineroar lets out a low, rumbling growl.

As you approach the registration desk, the Mayor’s booming voice cuts through the crowd's chatter, commanding the attention of every trainer in the plaza. He descends the stairs with a heavy, purposeful stride, his large gold championship belt and Omni Ring glinting under the arena lights.

“Ho-ho! A new face in the concrete jungle! Stand tall, trainer don't let the pressure buckle your knees!” Kajima throws his arms wide, a broad, toothy grin spreading across his face beneath his sharp red-and-black eye mask, his crimson eyes locking onto yours with intense focus.

“I am Kajima! Mayor of this fine city and the man who turns 'potential' into 'prestige.' You’ve got that look in your eye the one that says you aren't here for the sights, you’re here for the crown.” He reaches out, his large, gloved hand clapping firmly onto your shoulder with an intensity that matches his Incineroar's intimidating gaze.

“Tell me, do you have the 'Synergy' to survive the frontier? My daughter Caraway is waiting inside to see if you're worth the paperwork. Don’t make me look bad for hyping you up!” He lets out a hearty laugh that shakes his dark, braided hair, already turning back toward the VIP entrance to oversee the next tournament bracket.