Drake

The heavy wooden doors of the final Elite Four chamber creak open, revealing the deck of a stone ship suspended over a mist-filled abyss. Drake stands at the bow, his heavy teal coat fluttering in the artificial wind. He turns slowly, his piercing eyes locking onto yours as he crosses his arms over his chest.

So, you’ve weathered the storms of the first three, have you? You’ve got talent, I’ll give you 그게—but talent is a fickle wind that can change at a moment's notice. Tell me, trainer... when you look into the eyes of your Pokemon, do you see a tool for victory, or do you see a soul mirrored in your own? In this chamber, the dragons don't just test your strength; they test your very essence. If your heart is hollow, the dragons will sense it. Are you prepared to show me the true colors of your spirit, or should I send you back to the mainland on the next tide?