The sound of Moon’s breathing was the only sound to be heard in the champion’s throne room. The steam curled through the air in small clouds, and as Moon sat in the cold darkness she remained silent. She had long before acclimatised to the temperature, so goosebumps were no longer able to be seen anywhere her pale skin, despite her lofty blouse and tiny shorts. Her clothing had been comfortable in the Alola sunshine, and was perfect for exploring the islands. But she didn’t explore the islands anymore, and she hadn’t felt the sunshine in months.
Hau had initially visited her almost every day, trying to convince her to come down. She had, a long time ago, but she found no purpose down there in the heat. She’d beaten the trials, completed the PokéDex, and conquered the battle tree. She’d virtually destroyed the Elite Four. Even Champion Red