Shirley
Sacrificing Arcana wasn't something Allister did lightly... As his best friend went down, giving his trainer a smile, so did Charizard. Which paved the way for victory, as long as he was smart from here on. The Gengar returned to his ball, and received a loving pat from his trainer with a gentle, "Thank you." Now with both aces gone, the battle field almost went somber...
For a second or so, before Allister immediately snapped back into focus, realizing how close he was to winning this battle. He and Arcana could go get ice cream after to celebrate or something, but that was only if they *Did* Win. The boy was feeling something that was usually not there for him. And that something was confidence. He just had one pokemon left, but in order to bit her, he'd need to get just a little lucky.
"Empress... Let's finish this."
And he sent out his last friend. This time, feeling much less lonely and frightened then he normally would. The teapot appeared, giving a joyful spin as it twirled in anticipation of what was gonna happen next.
Kathryn
Leon personally walked to the field and give his partner a well deserved snout rub. And cuddles! "Hey, you were great out there, buddy! We'll take it from here." He sighs and close his eyes, feeling a bit too emotional even though this isn't the end. There's Inteleon and it's ~~going to get revenge~~ finish this battle. Withdrawing his partner into its Pokéball, Leon is silent as he walk back to his appointed side of the field. Turning toward Allister and his Polteageist, Leon summons his last Pokémon. "Inteleon, let's do this." The water-type stands proudly albeit getting hit with a Giga Drain before. One more of those bad boys, though, and Inteleon would be too weakened to go on... Taking advantage of its speed, Leon commands his battle buddy to go for a Dark Pulse. Immediately, a shadowy wave shoots out from Inteleon as if it also didn't want to waste time.
Shirley
Allister was back in the game, whistling and snapping, which Empress understood. As the wave of shadowy energy overtook it, there was no familiar sound of damage being dealt, since his poulteageist had used protect, just in time. The move was instead dispersed around a dome of shimmering light. Right after, Empress readied another Giga drain, and this was the part where Allister would have to get a little lucky. He would have to hope that Leon either used something else, dark pulse didn't do enough damage to knock out Empress, or, if it did, he would have to hope that giga drain would start working fast enough so that the ghost using it wouldn't faint...
Kathryn
There's that Protect once again! But the champion knows it can't be spammed twice. Talking about spamming, he doesn't want to appear lame by making the same moves two times. It's okay. Instead, he'll take down Polteageist with *Style* And make it like he wasn't stressing out to begin with either! Overrun by his many emotions, with slight cockiness the strongest, he'd urged his Pokémon. "Get closer, Inteleon." The water-type starts running toward Polteageist while making a gun out of its hands, this time going with Snipe Shot. It starts shooting a string of water that looks delicate, but could be fatal when hit right. Being the keen eye it is, Inteleon could target the most soft spot if it just... Squints right. Then it'll be a crit!
Shirley
Snipe shot, huh? Empress slid to the right, just a tad, and the blast only nicked it, causing the ghastly tea pot to spin around a few times before regaining control and floating back up. Allister smiled. Not needing to be told what to do, the plteageist twirled into the air, spinning and bobbing back and forth while green light surrounded it. And finally, after a moment of charging up, Empress launched the mass of energy straight towards Inteleon, which latched on and almost tore its health away. Thanks to being a grass type move, it siphoned just enough to get the ghost back on its feet. But even better, and the part that took Allister a moment to realize. Inteleon had been completely drained.
Kathryn
Oh. Leon might as well deserved that. It's almost as if he cheered before crossing the finish line. That Giga Drain latched in real quick as Inteleon made itself an easy prey by getting close. That Snipe Shot should've got it! He was so close. *They* Were so close. Inteleon stays on the floor, exhausted, it's own stamina depleted while Polteageist is nearly anew from all of that it absorbed. Leon stands there a bit, shocked. It happened quick. Like, one-two quick! That's not it, right? Leon quickly withdraws Inteleon back into its Pokéball, forgetting to thank it for its efforts. Putting that Pokéball away, he instinctively reaches for another one so that he can summon it! But, the realization comes in. Four Pokémon. Just four Pokémon was allowed in this battle. Cinderace, Mr. Rime, Inteleon, and Charizard. Those were his four and they all *Fainted.*

His brows are furrowing in disbelief. And his bottom lip starts to quiver. His right hand that was reaching for another Pokémon instead goes over to the visor of his cap as he pulls it over his eyes that are slightly wetting from the *Unfairness* Of it all. *"It's okay, Leon! This wasn't an official match. It was just training. I didn't get to use my full team. There wasn't Gigantamax—I could have won!"* He bickers to himself in his mind. Oh, that's right. Allister was there. *Smile!* No matter where he is, he has to smile. Leon was able to grump when only Raihan is around, but that's Raihan. *And he never lost to Raihan!* Allister probably looks up to him, see him as someone who has to stay strong even in fragile times like this.

"Good job, Allister! Y-you won!" His voice faltered for a bit but he covered it up by laughing afterwards. "I knew it. You're a pretty strong trainer!" Right now he can't hide his face because it'll make it more obvious he's upset! He lifts the visor of his snapback up to reveal his eyes... But turns his whole body away when he felt his eyes cloudy. He presses his lips together, wanting to hold back the swirling feeling in his chest.
Shirley
It took Allister a moment after Inteleon had fainted to realize what was going on. He, like the champion, had instinctively reached for Arcana's pokeball, only to remember that, oh yeah, he had fainted a little back... Wait, then that meant... Arcana, Chariot, Dreamer, and Empress was still standing. And better than ever it seemed... But what about Leon. Hold on. He had... Inteleon, who'd fainted just now. Charizard, who got taken out with destiny bond. Mr Mime who was burnt by Dreamer. And Cinderace... Who was buried...
Meanwhile, Empress floated around Allister's head, giving its trainer a pat on his fluffy black hair as it cheered, "Yippee! Yippee! We beat the champion Mr Allister! We beat the champion!" Aah! And *Then* It hit him. Leon was out of pokemon. Allister had his Polteageist...
Allister had won.

"Th-that was ace, everyone!" He happily told his ghost friends, as they all gathered around him. They were half conscious at this point, but he still wanted to thank them all as soon as possible. "Thank you! Th-thank you all. I couldn' 'f done it without you." And he received a hug from Arcana and Chariot, a loving bump on the arm from Dreamer, and pat on the head from Empress. Wow! He never imagined *That* Was gonna happen.

*"Good job, Allister! Y-you won!"* And no, the boy didn't miss his voice stutter for a moment there.
Stepping away from the love of his ghastly friends, he turned to face Leon, who was... Upset? Glad? Again, he was giving mixed signals here with the smiling combined with tears. Was confusing... But then he spun around, and Allister immediately decided, yep, sad. He paused for a moment, not sire what to do... 
Before walking up to Leon and giving him a pat on the shoulder.
"Um, Leon? You okay?"
Kathryn
Oh no, why does Allister have to get close to him like that? "I'm fine! Fine..!" He waves at Allister to back off because he doesn't need comforting. He's really okay. Really. He heard losing is part of becoming better, haha, and this was just practice! There wasn't Gigantamax! And, well, even without Gigantamax he would've won normally with his *Full team.* See, there's a system how everything adds up. He didn't lose in a *Normal* Way, you could say! Although, he accidentally smacked Allister when he waved his hand toward the little boy. "Ah! Excuse me." He pats Allister's head before turning away again. He hopes the ghost-type gym leader isn't assuming he's crying. He's not! He's worried about Charizard, his best friend that went down. *When was the last time Charizard lost in front of him?* 

There Leon goes again. His whole body cringes up and he grits his teeth, trying to hold it back. Actually, it's not really "Crying" Unless tears fall, right? His eyes are just extra moist. Better than it being dry. Wordlessly, he walks over to the makeshift campfire that they created earlier and sat down on the fallen log that serves as a bench. While he's happy that Allister is, well, happy (what with them celebrating and all), it got the champ feeling sort of... Bitter. *Why they got to rub it in his face?* Yes, Leon is pouting like a little kid, but the feeling is new for him so he has to sit on it for a bit. Him not really speaking with Allister is making it awkward. Not that he wants the kid to go away, but Leon isn't sure what else to say.

He kicks a stone into the fire, his head tilted and watching the ambers rise. Except, his golden eyes aren't shining so much as before. More like globs of tears are forming, UGH! Why is he so upset about it? It wasn't a *Normal* Match. He need his full team—and Gigantamax! And, and...
Shirley
Allister also didn't miss when Leon voice cracked, saying he was fine. It was slight, but he noticed it, and with that was starting to realize that something had been off about the champ ever since their battle ended. Which was only about a minute or two by now, but still. So he was upset about losing after all... Turning to look at him, the boy caught a glimpse of his face, just as the man turned away to look at the fire. And yep, his eyes were welling up with tears, as Leon scrunched his face to prevent them from falling. He was crying. Yes, for Allister, it counts as long as there are tears. Just because you don't let anyone see them, doesn't mean they aren't there...
But wait, *Why* Was he crying. It's not like someone had just ruined something he cared about deeply... Wait.

Allister immediately felt a stab of guilt, piercing his heart, and then began to feel sick with himself.
"Wh'd did I do..." He whispered. Seeing that Leon was literally on the verge of tears, no scratch that, on the verge of bawling his eyes out over a mistake. It had to be a mistake right? No gigantamax, no full teams. This had to be an accident. Even if he *Did* Win, that joy was immediately squashed out by the regret of making a friend, who might not be a friend after this, sad...

"Champi'n," Allister said. Referring to Leon by *His* Title. The one that he didn't lose just because of this fluke. "Champi'n, p-please don' cry! I-I shouldn'a won that battle, nd we both know it. You-you're still undefeated, it must've jus'-jus' been an accident. Okay!" He didn't know what to do except compliment Leon and insult himself. Looking around, the boy's eyes settled on the champion's cape, still on the ground from before. He ran over and picked it up, carrying it back to Leon, and draping it over his broad shoulders.

"I-'m sorry! I didn' know that could happen... Look- I... I'll never battle you again, m'kay? I'll leave the league entirely, jus' don't cry..."
Allister gently placed a hand on Leon's. "M'kay?"
Kathryn
Leon is being a runt and he knows it. Why is his eyes getting wet anyway? Now he's frustrated with himself. Losing *Isn't* A big deal. It isn't! Everyone loses every once in a while. (~~He didn't, until now.~~) There must've been times he lost before! His sock, the key to his own place, himself... Wait. That's not the kind of lost he's thinking about! The Galarian man doesn't answer Allister's question when he basically whispered "What did I do?" Leon wanted to reply, *"Nothing! You were great, Allister! Keep battling like that!"* But as he attempted to speak, he can tell his voice was going to crack again so he kept silent, shifting in his seat and snugging the cap over his eyes. 

Oh great, now Allister is *Assuming* That he's crying! Leon's shaking his head as a response to Allister. *Come on, Leon, stop being a baby. You're a grown man. Crying over a lost is a stupid thing!* But then when he heard Allister listing off reasons why he himself shouldn't have won, it made Leon feel even more worse that the little boy's mood was dampened by his immaturity. "You...! Shouldn't say that." Leon was going to proceed with, *"I told you I wouldn't hold back so I didn't. You defeated me fairly. Just be proud of yourself."* But instead, aloud, his words were a bit harsher. "If it was by accident as you said, then even when I'm serious, anyone could just beat me." Of course he instantly regrets it the moment those words left his lips. He didn't want to guilt trip Allister!

The cape slides off Leon's shoulders and land on a clump behind him. "Doing all of that isn't necessary. Leaving the league for such a daft reason is uncalled for." Honestly, the way Allister is being so caring to him, trying to console him, is making Leon eyes want to overflow! It has to stop! He snatches his hand away from Allister and gets up so that he can distance himself from the other. From a standpoint, this display of action could make it out as though Leon is mad—when all he want was to not cry!

"How do you feel about more curry? It can heal our Pokémon up too...!" That being said, Leon summons the four that was used in battle. They all slouched against each other and Leon went over to tend for them, giving pats and thanking them for doing their best. Meanwhile, he's still faced away from Allister. Charizard would notice this, though. *What a crybaby.*