It took Cynthia and N some time to learn what had happened at the Abyssal Ruins. Unfortunately, they had arrived too late to help.
Of course, they could still help now!
Aside from a few who had been blown off the island, every member of Team Rocket and Team Plasma had been captured, including their executives. Cynthia packed them all into Team Rocket's Transport Aircraft.
"You caught Giovanni and Ghetsis and dealt with two major threats at once. Are you sure you don't want credit for something that'll shock the whole world?"
Cynthia looked toward the two of them.
Mingyou was lying on Snorlax's belly while Akari removed his clothes to treat his injuries. Neither of them cared about the credit. Too much fame would only invite trouble, and the Manor no longer needed publicity.
"Better not mention us at all."
"Yeah. Getting famous this way would be a pain."
Cynthia wasn't surprised by their answers. She knew what they were like.
But the two organizations would not be so easily destroyed. They still had plenty of bases and members around the world. Capturing their leaders did not mean wiping them out for good. The International Police had their work cut out for them.
Kyurem had woken by then. After losing to Miraidon, it seemed much calmer. Or perhaps it had seen something...
N was speaking with it. Kyurem looked at him. Though it knew who he was from Zekrom's memories, the sight of him still left it dazed.
N's bearing was so much like that of the twin brothers who had founded the Unova Kingdom three thousand years ago. There was just one difference.
N had once been determined to create an ideal world of Pokémon Liberation. Now he had let go of that ideal. He had found his