At night, a golden full moon slowly rose from the eastern sky.
The moon began as a deep golden yellow, its edges flushed red like a ripe pumpkin hanging high in the lonely sky. Then its color gradually faded, finally becoming a huge silver-white jade disk that shimmered with radiant light.
The hazy moonlight filtered through the leaves and spilled across every patch of earth. Nocturnal Pokémon rustled about in the grass.
Far away at the edge of the sky, twinkling stars appeared and vanished, like night pearls scattered across the heavens. They blinked one by one, bringing faint starlight to the dark sky and accompanying the nocturnal Pokémon.
"On the fifteenth, the moon rises; on the sixteenth, it's round. When the moon is at its fullest, Rayquaza will descend from the heavens." Qing Wu accepted the League's provisions: a piece of plant-based meat roasted just right and a small handful of mashed hummus.
One had to be careful even when sailing for ten thousand years. Qing Wu temporarily set the food aside. He would not eat anything prepared by the League right now, since he feared it might be poisoned.
A cold-looking young man raised his head toward the moonlight and sat quietly to one side, lost in thought.
The young man was around twenty-five or twenty-six. He wore heavy smoky makeup and dressed like a nonconformist. A golden nose ring was even embedded in his nose.
Qing Wu saw his purple-black lips and the dark bags beneath his sunken eyes.
This absentminded young man was very powerful. Lance had brought him here, and Qing Wu smelled the scent of mandala flowers on him.
"Floral Binding?! This man has the deadly poison of Floral Binding in his body." Qing Wu was especially sensitive to this toxin. As long as