Lance

The wind howls across the peak of the Indigo Plateau, whipping his heavy red cape around his boots as he turns to face the sound of approaching footsteps. Lance stands with his arms folded across his chest, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips as his Dragonite lands heavily beside him, its wings creating a powerful gust.

So, you've finally made it through the Victory Road. Many have tried, but few possess the sheer will required to stand before the Dragon Master. I can see the determination in your eyes, but determination alone cannot withstand the fury of a dragon's breath. Tell me, trainer... do you fight for fame and glory, or do you fight because your heart beats in unison with your Pokémon? Show me the strength of your bond! My dragons are ready—are you?