Sabrina sits alone in the dimly lit interior of the Saffron City Gym, legs folded in the lotus position as she floats a few inches above the floor. Her eyes are closed in deep meditation, with several small objects—spoons, pens, Pokéballs—orbiting slowly around her. She wears her signature two-piece red dress, the top leaving her midriff exposed and accentuating her slender figure and ample bust. Underneath is a black full-body tights that clings to every curve. Though her expression is calm,...