Cofagrigus

"High Priest, the Road of Kings has been cut off. What do we do now? Take the dangerous Path of Trials, or...?"

Behind him stood a smiling man holding a translucent silver case with six Poké Balls inside.

I have to wait for my chance...

The Blue-Haired Girl glanced at the silver case in the man's hand. She knew it held the key to her escape.

"No. The Path of Trials is a dead end. Damn Lester's descendants!"

The High Priest muttered viciously, "The treasures of the Blue Sky Country belong to us, its descendants. They are not the private property of Lester's family!"

"Treasures..."

The Blue-Haired Girl forced herself to her feet. "Napolant has no treasures. Our ancestor Lester already put an end to all those sins."

The High Priest cast her a cold glance and ignored her. If awakening the Sword of Royal Authority did not require the blood of Napolant's rightful royal line, these descendants of sinners would have no right to stand beside him.

He walked slowly to the front of the wrecked hall and looked down into the pitch-black Abyss. A mocking smile crossed his face. "A carefully prepared trap, I'll give you that. Unfortunately..."

From his chest, he drew a Black-and-Gold Poké Ball hanging on a thin golden cord. "Come out, Cofagrigus."

At the High Priest's words, the Poké Ball floated into the air of its own accord, and black mist began to spread from it.

Thump. Thump. Thump...

The High Priest gripped the Scepter of Dominion tightly. If he had not found this treasure and possessed the bloodline he did...

He would never have dared release Cofagrigus. This was no ordinary Cofagrigus, but a Pokémon passed down through the High Priest's line for generations.

Even he feared its immense power.

A pure-black coffin