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Grimsley inhaled deeply as he gazed upon the Battle Tree’s natural splendor, and somewhere in his heart he could feel the pressure of the arena, of the heated battles that came from such a marvelous battleground, and he couldn’t help but yearn to see the explosive energy that was likely running wild somewhere inside at this very moment.

“Alright!” he said aloud to no one in particular, “let’s see just what kind of place this Battle Tree is, hmm?” Oh, he was certain some of the others were here already, there was no doubt about that—Grimsley could only imagine Champions from all over the various regions coming out to play here—but not knowing who, exactly, was inside already, now, that was the thrill of it.

He was headed for the entrance, pokeballs securely at his waist and the pokemon within them ready for a good fight, when he noticed someone else making their way much in the same direction, and with his most charming smile, he paused to wait for her to enter first.