At the summit of Mount Everest, a place humans could scarcely reach, it had become even more of a forbidden zone for humanity after Pokémon descended upon the world. Even ordinary Pokémon found it difficult to reach this place.
This was a world of pure white. The howling gale sounded like someone's shrill wailing. If one stopped here for even a moment, the endless snowfall would be enough to bury an adult.
At that moment, a group of Weavile were working together to besiege an ice-blue fox that radiated an air of sacred nobility, like a spirit of the snow.
It was an Alolan Ninetales.
The trembling little one under Ninetales's protection was its offspring, an Alolan Vulpix as well.
Facing the Weavile's siege, the highly intelligent Ninetales used Dazzling Gleam, a Fairy move exceptionally effective against Dark-type energy, to defend itself.
But the more cunning Weavile specifically attacked Ninetales's weaker defensive points. In particular, the Vulpix sheltered by Ninetales was their primary target.
The situation was still relatively balanced for now, but it was foreseeable that Ninetales would have to expend more energy to protect Vulpix. The faster its energy was depleted, the greater their danger would become, until the Weavile forcibly wore Ninetales down until it could no longer resist.
Stared at by the Weavile's greedy eyes, Ninetales was furious, yet it also felt utterly powerless.
However, in the very next instant.
A strange aura suddenly descended nearby, and both the Weavile and Ninetales froze at the same time.
The Weavile exchanged glances. They did not even care about the Ninetales and Vulpix that were practically theirs already, scattering and fleeing without hesitation.
Ninetales, too, looked fearfully toward an empty spot amid the snowstorm. It picked up the shivering Vulpix in its mouth and ran in another direction,