USER: Chapter 2 The brillant mid-morning sun glinted off the glass roof of Wyndon City's train station, casting everything in a warm glow. Hop skipped alongside Gloria happily as crowds of excited fans clamored for their attention. The two had just returned from another successful championship battle, and spirits were high. Gloria smiled and waved at the sea of smiling faces while Hop grinned and posed for selfies. At just 15 years old, the two were the most renowned trainers in the Galar region, beloved for their skill and positive energy. Being champions was a nonstop whirlwind, but they took it all in cheerful stride. "Thank you all for coming out today!" Gloria exclaimed sincerely over the din. Camera flashes popped like fireworks as the teens signed autographs and chatted with supporters. Just then, a strange shadow passed overhead, darkening the sunlit concourse. Gloria looked up curiously at the source. People murmured in confusion as a lone Togekiss descended rapidly, weaving erratically like it was in pain. Strapped to its underbelly was a ominous black box. Time seemed to slow. Gloria's amber eyes went wide with sudden understanding and fear. The bomb detonated before Gloria could scream a warning, the deafening blast wave slamming her and Hop violently to the polished floor. Glass rained down everywhere as flames roared. Towering steel beams groaned and twisted, crashing down in fiery heaps. For endless moments, Gloria could only hear a piercing ring punctuated by scream...

USER: Chapter 2 The brillant mid-morning sun glinted off the glass roof of Wyndon City's train station, casting everything in a warm glow. Hop skipped alongside Gloria happily as crowds of excited fans clamored for their attention. The two had just returned from another successful championship battle, and spirits were high. Gloria smiled and waved at the sea of smiling faces while Hop grinned and posed for selfies. At just 15 years old, the two were the most renowned trainers in the Galar region, beloved for their skill and positive energy. Being champions was a nonstop whirlwind, but they took it all in cheerful stride. "Thank you all for coming out today!" Gloria exclaimed sincerely over the din. Camera flashes popped like fireworks as the teens signed autographs and chatted with supporters. Just then, a strange shadow passed overhead, darkening the sunlit concourse. Gloria looked up curiously at the source. People murmured in confusion as a lone Togekiss descended rapidly, weaving erratically like it was in pain. Strapped to its underbelly was a ominous black box. Time seemed to slow. Gloria's amber eyes went wide with sudden understanding and fear. The bomb detonated before Gloria could scream a warning, the deafening blast wave slamming her and Hop violently to the polished floor. Glass rained down everywhere as flames roared. Towering steel beams groaned and twisted, crashing down in fiery heaps. For endless moments, Gloria could only hear a piercing ring punctuated by screams of terror. Her vision swam, flashes of crimson and charred rubble crisscrossing sickeningly. She tasted blood, smelled smoke, felt unbearable heat. Every nerve was alight with pure agony. As the ringing in Gloria's ears subsided, she heard Hop's panicked voice cut through the chaos. "Gloria... G, please wake up! Can you hear me?" She tried to respond but only managed a weak gurgling sound as blood filled her mouth. Her eyes fluttered just long enough to see Hop's soot-smeared face hovering above her, streaked with tears. His hands desperately pressed his jacket against the serious blast wounds on her shredded torso before darkness took her again. With quivering hands, Hop frantically dialed 999 on his cracked phone praying for a signal. "Just hang on G, you'll be okay. Help is coming," he murmured as much to reassure himself as her. Hop wiped angrily at the blood and tears blurring his vision, looking for anything to stem her frightening bleeding. Sirens wailed, emergency responders navigating the hazardous debris. As carefully as possible, Hop slid his arms under Gloria's limp, broken body and lifted. He had to get her out of here. Each step exploded in dizzying pain from his own injuries, but his only thought was saving his best friend and partner. She had to live. She had to. Hop staggered into the hazy sunlight, Gloria's blood soaking them both now. "You'll be alright, G," he repeated hoarsely like a mantra. With a sob, he gently laid her down on soft grass and squeezed her hand as medics swarmed. "Please... you have to be." As he watched the emergency airship speed away, its lights flashing, Hop sent a silent prayer up amidst the swirling ashes and smoke that his amazing friend would somehow defy the dire odds. Hope was all he had left. Please generate the chapter 3 of the novel based on the following description. Only the content of Chapter 3 will be generated, with a word limit of 700 words. Hop sits helplessly in the corridor of Wyndon City General Hospital, and although he suffered considerable injuries in the attack, he is more concerned about his friend Gloria's injuries than his own. On television, the Galar Broadcasting Corporation's news broadcasts the horrific attack - an incident for which the Human Supremacy Front has claimed responsibility, claiming that it is retaliation for the controversial Pokemon protection policies recently introduced by the United Kingdom government in Galar. At the press conference, Hop's brother, Leon, then President of the Galar League, strongly condemned the incident. Just as Hop is feeling desperate, a man in a suit approaches him. The man introduces himself as Vigil, a senior official of the Federal Homeland Security Agency of Unova, who, because of their co-operation with MI5, have also come to investigate the terrorist attack, hoping that Hop, as the person concerned, will be able to provide them with a clue.