I'm No Longer Your Little Cutie

Darkrai's special space shattered like a mirror, but it still had to face the combined attacks of all three sides.

But a difficult situation was not necessarily a desperate one. Hippopotas's low-powered Sandstorm was naturally ignored by it, while Charizard's interception speed was far inferior to Darkrai's dodging speed.

As for the only real threat, it was merely Cresselia's Moonblast.

Darkrai did not even turn its head. With a flick of its hand, it fired a pitch-black Shadow Ball. It did not seek to counterattack, only to detonate the Moonblast.

Taking this opportunity, Darkrai had already escaped from its original position. Yet its gaze remained fixed on the Ralts in Sato's arms, not shifting for a long time.

George thought Darkrai was looking at Sato, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart.

Darkrai's target is Sato?

But soon afterward, Darkrai began retreating toward the sea. While dealing with Cresselia's attacks, it gradually moved farther away from Lilycove City.

More than ten minutes later, no one could see the two Pokemon anymore. Everyone sighed in relief, but they were even more deeply puzzled.

Instead of staying put on Newmoon Island and Fullmoon Island, they had actually come to Lilycove City to fight in front of so many people.

Were they afraid their legendary fame was not big enough?

Or had they really gotten so carried away that they disregarded everything else and just fought?

But whatever the two Pokemon's ultimate purpose had been, they had at least left now. It had been a false alarm.

"Strengthen the defenses around the city. Send Psychic-type Pokemon out at night to inspect the public's dreams and see whether abnormalities are appearing on a large scale. Report at any time!" Elite Four Chikuno commanded in a deep voice.

"Yes, officer!" the Pokémon League