Large beads of sweat kept forming on Dr. Shuri Snowdon's forehead. Kneeling on the ground, he stared fixedly at the scattered wooden tablets covered in different symbols that he had gathered in his arms, murmuring over and over, "Come out! Please, come out!"
If you don't come out, my daughter will be in danger!
Seeing Dr. Shuri Snowdon in such a miserable state, Lance exchanged glances with several Team Rocket Grunts, and they all broke into mocking laughter.
So what if you were a renowned Pokémon Professor?
Before their absolute power, he could only obediently comply. If they asked Dr. Shuri Snowdon to crawl between their legs right now, he would probably do it for his daughter's sake, wouldn't he?
Over the past two years, Little Mei had learned a great deal. Aspiring to become a Trainer, she had come to know many Pokémon through books.
That one was no exception.
As she watched her anxious, humiliated father, Little Mei recalled the imposing, volcano-like figure in her mind despite her fear.
If Entei... if Dad were still here...
It would definitely protect Little Mei again and save Dad.
Perhaps Little Mei's intense emotional fluctuations had once again reached the Unown sleeping within the wooden tablets.
A mysterious power began to spread, and the wooden tablets scattered across the ground started to shine. Within only a few breaths, all twenty-eight differently shaped Unown had manifested, their mutual presence causing ripples of mysterious power.
A phantom image of Entei began to solidify!
At the sight, tears of excitement welled up in Little Mei's eyes.
Dad really hadn't lied to her. It would always protect her in her dreams!
But just then.
Lance's smile instantly widened. He tossed Little Mei beside Dr. Shuri Snowdon and snapped his fingers.
"Everyone, prepare to capture them.