The sun was starting to set and hunger was starting to get at me, but I was so close to my target that I pushed on through. My perseverance was rewarded. Spash reached level sixteen and to my surprise, evolved.
I was filled with joy and pride. My first pokémon was evolving and I was there to see it.
It got bigger and was no longer the cute little thing I had started with. It now looked serious and one could tell it had great battle potential. My little Splash was now a great Marshtomp.