"I came from the Eastern Tang to seek Buddhist scriptures in the Western Paradise—"
Baimu spouted nonsense with a perfectly straight face.
White Kyurem lowered its head to look at him. Anger spread across its ferocious face. "Are you mocking me?"
It had no idea what the Eastern Tang was, or what seeking Buddhist scriptures in the Western Paradise meant, but it could tell he was making fun of it.
"Roa—"
Before Hydreigon's angry roar could leave its throat, Baimu quickly held it back.
"I'm here to find a friend."
He had no intention of fighting White Kyurem, at least not now. Deep down, he was a man who longed for peace.
No sooner had he spoken than—
Baimu looked behind White Kyurem. It sensed something too and shifted slightly to the side, careful not to present its rear to him.
"Baimu!"
The newcomer was Zinnia.
She rode on Salamence's back, her face, arms, and thighs still wrapped in bandages and gauze. There was a fragile beauty about her.
Baimu smiled and waved. "Long time no see, Zinnia! I knew you'd still be here!"
White Kyurem looked between the two acquaintances, its guard dropping halfway. "If you're not here to challenge me, then leave!"
It leaped up. Flames erupted from its enormous tail like a rocket engine, propelling it swiftly into the distance.
Zinnia watched it go, then turned to Baimu. "Are you here to catch Kyurem?"
"No. I just came to see you."
Baimu rejected the idea at once. There were already enough Pokémon on Platinum Silver Mountain. He had no plans to add another problem child—or rather, a problem ancestor?
Either way, bringing Kyurem to Platinum Silver Mountain would do more harm than good.
A strange look crossed Zinnia's face. "The World Champion came all this way just