Aboard the cruise ship.
Altaria carried Lisia steadily back to the ship.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Brock approached with Blissey, carrying a medical kit, while Dawn thoughtfully offered a dry towel.
Lisia climbed down and waved to show she was fine. After taking the towel and wiping the water from her face and hair, she looked anxiously toward the raging storm.
She sighed. "It's like the wind was resisting me. It wouldn't let me in."
Brock fell into thought. "So it really is a Pokémon Baimu knows, like he said?"
"I'm sure it'll be fine!"
Dawn had complete faith in Baimu.
Altaria hopped to an empty spot and rapidly flapped her cottony wings, which had shrunk in the damp air, spraying Piplup beside her with water.
"Chirrr~"
Piplup: "Pip..."
Piplup gave her an exasperated look as she bent her neck to preen her wings back into their usual fluffiness.
The captain ran out of the wheelhouse and shouted excitedly, "The clouds have stopped coming closer! We're safe! Huh? Wait, Baimu isn't back yet?"
He counted again and again, but there were only three people on deck.
"That's right. Sorry to keep you waiting," Brock called back, raising his voice slightly.
Suddenly...
A rumble of thunder shook the distant air. Everyone looked over to see lightning flashing through the rain-laden clouds like a ferocious dragon baring its claws and fangs.
Then the vast black clouds, stretching for kilometers, began to break apart and disperse, revealing a blue sky that looked freshly washed.
"The rain stopped?"
The captain stared blankly.
Brock raised his binoculars and searched for Baimu and the Pokémon behind the storm. After looking for some time, he found nothing. "They're gone?"
"Gone?"
"Could they have been taken to the bottom of the sea?"
Lisia and Dawn