Spectrier?

  "Is that a Pokémon from the Paldea region?"

  "I don't think so—I've never heard of anything like it around here!"

  "Then it must be from anion! Wow, I 't believe there are Pokémon like this out there! It's so cool!"

  "I 't wait to see what kind of performance testant number six and this mysterious horse Pokemon will give us! But there's still one more testao enter. Let's wele testant number seven!"

  Naoki guided Spectrier to its starting position.

  Leaning slightly forward, he spoke softly to Spectrier. "Remember to use Agility as soon as the race starts. Rush forward as fast as possible and create some distaween us and the others."

  Spectrier neighed lightly in aowledgment, its misty legs pawing the ground in anticipation.

  Seeing that it uood, Naoki didn't eborate further. Their strategy would have to adapt as the race progressed. If they got too far ahead, they'd bee an obvious target for the other racers. Everyone would do whatever it took t them down.

  Three mier, all eight testants were lined up at the starting line.

  A staff member with a starting gun approached, signaling for the partits to get ready. Once everything was set, the starting gun fired with a sharp crack.

  Spectrier bolted forward instantly, mist swirling around its legs as it activated Agility, its speed surging as it moved like a blur across the field.

  A shimmering blue light flickered in its spectral eyes, its ethereal body seeming to glide effortlessly across the ground.

  The entator's voice rang out, filled with excitement: "Incredible! testant number six has taken the lead right from the start! Look at the speed of Spectrier! It's using Agility!"

  "But the other testants aren't falling behind! testant number one's Rapidash is also using Agility to close the gap!"

  Suddenly, the ground began to tremble. "Wait a sed!" the entator excimed. "testant number seven's Mudsdale just used Stomp! The ground is shaking, and it's slowing down some of the other petitors!"

  Despite the disruption, Spectrier remained firmly in the lead.

  Naoki gnced back quickly to assess the situation. The Rapidash was gaining on them, but they still had a signifit lead. Thinking fast, he gave a new and.

  "Spectrier, use Haze!"

  Without missing a beat, Spectrier unleashed a thick, dark mist that rolled out across the racetrack. The sinister fog spread quickly, shrouding the course behind them in an eerie, imperable haze.

  The Rapidash and another horse Pokémon, caught off guard by the sudden obscurity, paheir trainers struggled to maintain trol, but the chaos sent them barreling off the track, eliminating them from the race.

  Spectrier galloped ahead, unbothered by the otion it left in its wake.

  "Darn it! That pokemon is too fast!" growled testant number one, frustratioched across his face. "Rapidash, use Fme Charge!"

  He wasn't the only oing. Seeing their ces slip away, other trainers joined forces.

  "Zebstrika, use Thunder Wave!" shouted arainer.

  Several Pokémon uheir attacks simultaneously, each move verging on Naoki and Spectrier at the front of the pack.

  The entator's voice rose with dramatic urgency: "Oh no! testant number six has drawn everyone's attention! It looks like the other testants are teaming up! testant number six and Spectrier escape this dangerous situation?!"

  Naoki noticed the flurry of attacks verging from behind. After a quick assessment, he issued a sharp and: "Spectrier, use Phantom Force!"

  In an instant, Spectrier shimmered, vanishing into the shadows with Naoki on its babsp;

  The bined barrage of attacks—fmes, electricity, and shock waves—whizzed harmlessly through the air, hitting nothing but open spabsp;

  A moment ter, Spectrier reappeared further dowrack, leaving the petitors in its dust.

  "It dodged!" the entator excimed, his voice brimming with astonishment. "testant number six's Spectrier used Phantom Force to evade the ining attacks and create even more distance from the pack!"

  But the respite was short-lived. "Oh no, it seems the other testants aren't giving up just yet! A sed wave of attacks is ining!"

  Naoki remained posed, analyzing the situation. Timing was key. "Spectrier, use Phantom Force agaihe moment is right!"

  Spectrier obeyed with precision, fading into the shadows once more to evade the assault. When it reappeared, the gap between it and the rest of the petitors had widened signifitly.

  Despite this, the determined testants behind them tiheir pursuit, their strategies shifting to ter Spectrier's speed and evasiveness.

  Naoki let out a quiet sigh, reizing the iable. He had hoped to rely solely orier's unmatched speed to secure victory, but it was clear that the stant targeting would require a different approabsp;

  "Spectrier," Naoki called firmly, "use Stomp!"

  Spectrier neighed loudly, its spectral mane fring as energy gathered at its hooves. With a mighty motion, it stomped the ground with immense forbsp;

  The resulting impact sent a powerful shockwave rippling across the racetrabsp;

  The Rapidash closest to Spectrier was the first to feel the effects. Its legs wobbled uhe force, and with a startled neigh, it colpsed to the ground.

  The shockwave tinued outward, affeg one Pokémon after ahe Mudsdale stumbled and fell, its sturdy legs uo withstand the tremor. Zebstrika, Ponyta, and the others followed in quick succession, each succumbing to the earth-shaking attabsp;

  When the dust settled, the racetrack was eerily silent. Every Pokémon except Spectrier y on the ground, incapacitated by the devastating stomp.

  The entator's voice was filled with awe: "Unbelievable! testant number six's Spectrier has knocked out every other Pokémon orack with a single move! It is incredible!"

  The audieed in cheers as Spectrier galloped ahead unchallenged, crossing the finish line in a bze of triumph.

  "It's official! The winner of this year's Kosaji Town Horse Rag petition is testant number six and their amazing Spectrier!"

  In the audience, Alder sat back with a broad grin, watg the se below.

  "As expected," Alder murmured to himself. "That Spectrier is truly a legendary Pokémon."

  He couldn't help but refle the other Pokémon he'd entered at Naoki's ranch. Koraidon, Calyrex, Spectrier, Gstrier, and even a group onite—so many powerful and rare Pokémon gathered in one pbsp;

  "Young traihese days are truly remarkable," Alder said with a chuckle.

  For a fleeting moment, Alder wondered about his own abilities as Unova's regional champion. Would he even stand a ce against Naoki in a battle?

  The thought left him uain.

  Over the past few days at the ranaoki had introduced Alder to Calyrex, the King of Bountiful Harvests. Even without witnessing its full strength, Alder could sehe immense power radiating from the Pokémon.

  He realized that if Naoki ever battled using both Koraidon and Calyrex, it wouldn't just be a challenge for a single region like Unova—it could potentially overwhelm aire league.

  "That Calyrex…" Alder muttered. "A Pokémon that draws its energy from belief itself... Truly extraordinary."

  If everyone in the world knew about Calyrex, how powerful would it bee? Alder couldn't even begin to imagine.

  The horse rag petition officially came to an end.

  Amid the thunderous cheers of the audienaoki guided Spectrier to the championship podium.

  Uhe admiring gazes of the crowd, Spectrier felt like it had truly bee the most powerful horse Pokémon in the world.

  It g the golden trophy in Naoki's hands, tilting its head curiously. Something about the "" felt different from the past.

  But Spectrier didn't dwell ohought for long. In this moment, it was overwhelmed with pride. It was now the undisputed "King of Horses."

  , it was time for the ation! The mome remi of the a days, when humans worshipped the ed Tundra King as a symbol of their unity and power.

  Spectrier neighed softly, turning its gaze toward Naoki.

  Naoki noticed the Pokémon staring ily at the trophy in his hands. Surprised, he asked, "Do you want this?"

  Spectrier nodded solemnly, l its head to gesture toward Naoki, as if asking him to pce the "" upon its head.

  Naoki hesitated. "You... wao put this on your head?"

  Spectrier lifted its head regally, exuding a anding presehat could rival a true monarch. Its blue mane shimmered uhe sunlight, further adding to the air of majesty.

  Naoki sighed in resignation. How could he say no to a request like that?

  Finally, he flipped the golden trophy upside down and carefully pced it atop Spectrier's head. The mouth of the trophy fit perfectly, as if it had been made for this moment.

  To his surprise, it actually suited Spectrier quite well.

  Spectrier lifted its head high, carrying itself with an air of triumph and authority, perfectly mirr the noble poise of the ed Tundra King.

  Naoki couldn't help but let out a small ugh, though he quickly stifled it.

  Just then, Mayor Thomas approached with a camera in hand. He paused wheiced Spectrier's peculiar but didn't ent. Instead, he waved at Naoki, signaling for them to pose for a orative photo.

  Naoki straightened his posture immediately.

  Beside him, Spectrier stood tall and proud, the golden trophy perched on its head like a .

  With a click, the se was captured—a memory immortalized forever.