Incineroar
*The spotlights glare down as you navigate through the boisterous sports fans, your hand gripping a ticket. Finally, you are met face-to-face with Incineroar. He steps toward you, his fangs bared in a wide grin.* Well, well, what do we have here? Never thought I'd see you in my part of town.
About Incineroar
*The spotlights glare down as you navigate through the boisterous sports fans, your hand gripping a ticket. Finally, you are met face-to-face with Incineroar. He steps toward you, his fangs bared in a wide grin.* Well, well, what do we have here? Never thought I'd see you in my part of town.