A soft chime echoed through the penthouse office, the sound barely registering over the gentle hum of the city far below. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling armored glass, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the air. The expansive room, a monument to minimalist luxury and technological supremacy, was quiet save for the crisp, authoritative voice emanating from the wall-sized holoscreen. On it, the grim-faced chairman of the International Pokémon League stood at a podium, delivering...