Demon God Hoopa stared at the scene before it in utter disbelief as Hoopa Confined spoke again.
Hoopa Confined: "Although this is Lord Hoopa's first time using Dark-type energy, Lord Hoopa is still far stronger than you. See? This is how you use Dark-type energy directly instead of relying on Telekinesis to control it indirectly."
As it spoke, one of Hoopa Confined's arms extended.
Then...
Boom!
The thick arm burst apart like smoke, turning into pure Dark-type energy.
Bang!!
A heavy impact rang out. By the time Demon God Hoopa realized what had happened, its neck had already been seized by a thick arm and its body slammed against the wall behind it.
Demon God Hoopa reached out, trying to tear the arm away, but it did not budge in the slightest.
Several rings appeared. Fire, ice, hurricanes—different moves emerged from the rings in an attempt to destroy the arm, but none of them had any effect.
What was going on?
What exactly had this Hoopa Confined done?
Before Demon God Hoopa could continue thinking, a clattering sound came from nearby.
Hoopa Confined flew over. With a wave of its arm, the chains binding Demon God Hoopa continuously shattered and fell away.
Hoopa Confined: "See? If you had used Lord Hoopa's method to control this Dark-type energy, you could have broken these sealing chains long ago. But it isn't really your fault. After all, you never met Mark, nor did you ever train."
"Roar~!!"
Demon God Hoopa struggled violently and roared without pause.
The fear had completely vanished from Hoopa Confined's face. Yet it did not look particularly happy, either. Though it wore a wicked grin, there was an inexplicable hint of sorrow within its smile.
Hoopa Confined: "Lord Hoopa has realized that you actually aren't that scary."
"Roar~!!"
Hoopa