The moment he saw the golden flame inside the ice dome, Roy knew his guess had been right: Pryce had indeed taken Ho-Oh's flame from Bell Tower.
Strangely, though, the flame inside had not melted the ice dome, nor had the low temperature extinguished it.
Compared with the golden flame Marshadow had placed atop the tower yesterday, however, the flame inside the dome seemed much smaller.
Then Roy heard Pryce's explanation.
It turned out that Pryce had indeed noticed a dark figure sneaking up the back of Bell Tower yesterday to place the golden flame on its roof. Then he had spotted Roy's unusual Gengar.
As far as he knew, only Pokémon like Gengar could freely slip into shadows, so Pryce had mistakenly assumed that Roy's unusual Gengar had placed the golden flame atop the tower.
"Huh...?"
Hearing Pryce's reasoning, Marshadow looked indignant inside the shadow. This man had mistaken him for Ancient Gengar?
Was he really that fat?
Looking at the purple-tattooed fatty lounging in Roy's shadow alongside him, Marshadow grew even more annoyed.
"Uh... yes!!! You guessed everything right!"
Roy had no idea how to explain. Almost all of Pryce's reasoning was wrong, but his conclusion was entirely correct. He had simply stumbled onto the right answer.
Since Pryce knew it was Ho-Oh's flame, why was he showing Roy that he had taken it?
Wasn't he afraid of Ho-Oh?
This was no manga, after all. The Ho-Oh here could crush Pryce without breaking a sweat.
And how had Pryce brought the golden flame back? Marshadow had only managed to preserve it by wrapping it in the purest Ghost-type energy.
"Pryce, if you ask me, you..."
Roy still wanted to get on friendlier terms with him, but Pryce had no intention of engaging in small talk and cut him