"Let's go!"
Pheobe pulled out a string of bells from somewhere.
She shook them rapidly, sending out waves of translucent light, but nothing happened.
The bubble floated there, completely intact.
Pheobe's eyes widened. "How is that possible!?"
An utterly unfamiliar, unknown presence. A ritual implement that didn't work. This was beyond anything she knew as a medium.
An intruder!
It means to harm the Spirit World around Mt. Pyre!
Pheobe's expression hardened. She prepared to try another method and buy Baimu enough time to escape.
Once Baimu got out, he would surely bring her grandmother back—
"Dusk!"
Dusknoir grabbed her around the waist and flew backward with her, giving her no chance to object.
It had sensed the pressure from their opponent before its Trainer had. The feeling was so overwhelming that it couldn't even bring itself to fight back.
They could retreat and fight another day. Why clash head-on?
Pheobe bit her lip, but she knew that anything the bells couldn't affect was far beyond her ability to handle.
But how could the bells have failed?
She had never seen them fail in her life. Perhaps only her grandmother could make them work against this thing.
After Dusknoir had flown some distance, she realized Baimu was still standing where he had been, surrounded by a host of Pokémon.
Is he going to fight?
"Ugh!"
Before she could say anything, a tremendous force struck her back and sent her dangling arms and legs flailing.
Jingle, jingle, jingle!
The bells rang frantically in her hand.
Pheobe looked back and saw that the shadow behind them had grown unnaturally thick, like a wall.
At the same time, the ground turned as soft and treacherous as a swamp.
The bubble dissolved. The enormous, dragon-shaped shadow opened its blood-red eyes and heaved.
A head