The next day, the sky remained unchanged.
Torrential rain fell across the entire Unova Region. Gloom hung overhead, and an oppressive mood gripped the land. The cold, damp air was unpleasant.
Few people walked the streets, and even Pokémon that loved wet, rainy weather were nowhere to be seen playing in the wild. It was as though they instinctively feared something.
Early that morning, Cynthia drove Dawn and the others to the airport, then immediately set off for Opelucid City. Akari went along to see them off, leaving Mingyou alone at the Villa.
Meloetta had developed another high fever the night before, even more painful than the last. N's psychological suggestion had only been a temporary measure. Everyone had deliberately avoided bringing it up, but the worst had happened anyway.
"Isn't there anything we can do...?"
Mingyou looked at Meloetta lying in agony on the bed, his heart heavy.
Everyone gathered around the bed, full of worry.
Calyrex fell silent for a moment. With both hands behind his back, he said slowly, "If I still possessed the power I once had, I could cure these symptoms with a wave of my hand..."
"So what can we do?"
"Find the source. Something worse must have happened at the Abyssal Ruins, and its effects are reaching her."
"I already know that..."
Mingyou rubbed his forehead and shook his head. But finding the Abyssal Ruins required Meloetta's power. How could they search for them when she was like this? The poor girl could barely stay conscious.
"Miller..."
Miraidon looked at Meloetta on the bed, his head drooping in distress. He felt he had to do something, but he couldn't think of a way to help. All he could do was look to Mingyou.
Mingyou had made up his mind. It was still pouring