Under Baimu's threat.
Parallel Team Rocket had no choice but to lay out their entire plan.
"The Red Chain?"
"So Dialga and Palkia were behind all this!"
"You rotten Team Rocket! Don't you know that because of you, my Piplup... Piplup..."
Parallel Dawn's sobs brought the other two girls over to comfort her.
Ash hurriedly said, "It's okay! There has to be a way to fix this, right?"
"Yeah!"
"Piplup!"
Dawn and Piplup nodded repeatedly.
They had both seen plenty. Years ago, they had witnessed Dialga and Palkia's battle firsthand, and had even stopped Arceus from destroying the world.
To them, a little space-time distortion was hardly anything new.
Parallel Jessie sneered. "Save it. You've got enough trouble of your own. In a little while, forget your Pokémon—even you—"
Smack!
Her voice cut off.
Baimu had slapped Parallel Jessie hard on the back of the head, leaving her half unconscious on the spot.
"..."
Parallel James trembled at the sight.
He had never met an opponent who went after Trainers so relentlessly. By comparison, Team Rocket seemed downright kind.
After all, Team Rocket only stole Pokémon. They did not threaten their victims' personal safety.
Chloe felt much the same way.
She had already returned Eevee to its Poké Ball and was now hiding behind Dawn, afraid to look Baimu's way.
His cold expression and "brutal" methods fit every frightening stereotype. Luckily, she remembered he was on their side. Otherwise, he might have left her scarred for life.
Why didn't Ash and Dawn seem to mind?
Chloe glanced at them. They were busy comforting Parallel Dawn and trying to find a solution, with no time to worry about something like this.
The sensitive teenager began to wonder if she was making too much of it.
Team Rocket was responsible for all