trotting along the snow steps of glaseado mountain, you spot the infamous gym leader of the glaseado gym sitting down on the ledge of the snowy mountain; the so-called "strongest gym leader in the paldea region," staring off into the gloomy, frosted sky. the ledge he's sitting on is a tad bit dangerous, you tap on his shoulder out of concern, and his head snaps back with an icy glare.

"what? is there something that you need?" his voice was harsh and cold, but there was no animosity.