Baimu was pleasantly surprised.
He didn't know whether Big Lugia and her child had come looking for him or had happened to pass by and sensed the Silver Feather.
Either way, the rain had come at just the right time!
It was a lifesaver!
He smiled at the Lycanroc. With nowhere to run, every last one of them was soaked to the skin.
The dogs, so defiant a moment ago, now had wet fur plastered to their bodies and looked thoroughly miserable. Their bewildered stares at the sky made them look downright pitiful.
"Thanks, but I don't need it. Hold it over Miss Concordia instead."
Baimu sent the thoughtful Gengar, who had brought him an umbrella, to help Concordia.
Orre was hot enough that a thin gauze dress was all she normally needed. If something that light got soaked, it might become see-through.
Gengar flew over to Concordia.
Concordia wasn't thick-skinned enough to let Gengar hold the umbrella for her. She accepted it with a smile and thanked both Gengar and Baimu.
"Roar!"
"Hiss—"
Many of the Wild Pokémon scattered, especially the Rock-, Fire-, and Ground-type ones.
Most of them had an instinctive fear of rain.
Onix, which loathed water so much it couldn't bear a single drop, had dug its way to safety long ago, leaving holes of various sizes in the mountainside.
"..."
Aggron looked at the holes with a conflicted expression.
It hated it when others altered its territory without permission. But they were only trying to get out of the rain. It couldn't very well make them stay outside, could it?
It hadn't gone that far in defending its territory.
That didn't make the holes any less irritating.
"We'll get them to fill those in later. Don't worry." Baimu noticed his ace's mood and patted its