Cobalion's iron-gray hoof shifted slightly, and its figure strangely appeared in another position. To an outsider, it might have looked like a double or Teleport.
But Keldeo knew that this was Cobalion's unique battle technique.
This terrifying technique had allowed it to avoid taking even the slightest damage in its battles with Cobalion.
As the first among the Swords of Justice, Cobalion was renowned for its "Heart of Steel." Calling its Fighting techniques "masterful" would not have been an exaggeration.
This was power tempered through countless years and countless battles.
Keldeo lowered its head and swung its hooves twice in midair, stirring up the snow beneath its feet.
Like a child unwilling to accept not receiving an answer, it asked again, "Cobalion, why did you drive the Minccino away and let that train start moving again?"
It knew that the iron dragon was a train, that trains were human transportation, and, even more importantly, that humans were the ones who rode and drove trains!
The Swords of Justice had taught it all this.
And humans!
They were the culprits responsible for separating it from its parents and destroying its hometown!
Thus, Keldeo stubbornly stared at Cobalion, intent on getting to the bottom of things.
Yet, faced with such a persistent Keldeo, Cobalion remained completely unperturbed. Not only did its expression not change, even its gaze did not waver in the slightest.
It calmly asked in return, "Then, if you were Keldeo, what would you do?"
"Of course I wouldn't care!! Not only would I ignore it, but if humans dared to hurt the Minccino, I'd teach them a good lesson!" Keldeo shouted back without hesitation.
Keldeo's figure was reflected in Cobalion's gray-brown eyes: its bright-red mane, pony-like body, milky-white fur, and stubborn, unyielding nature. It was different from Cobalion—or any