"It... it came out just like that?"
Mingyou looked around. Wasn't that a little too fast? Had it been hiding somewhere nearby? And it was Shiny, too. Was this really going to be okay?
He glanced at Reshiram behind him. The information had mentioned Zacian's fondness for challenging powerful opponents. Inviting a god was easy; sending one away was another matter. He couldn't help worrying about whether Calyrex could handle this.
"Kelu!"
Keldeo gazed at Zacian before it. Its opponent hadn't even unleashed its presence, yet Keldeo felt so powerless that it hardly dared lift its head to meet Zacian's eyes.
It knew this Pokémon. Though they had never met, Keldeo had been born in the Crown Tundra, so of course it had heard the heroic legends of Sword King Zacian—the Lake Maiden, the incarnation of the Sacred Sword!
But Zacian, summoned here by Calyrex, merely gave it a cold glance before turning toward Reshiram. Just as Mingyou had anticipated, perhaps the Dragon of Truth offered a greater challenge than this weak member of the Swords of Justice.
"Rao!"
Reshiram wasn't fond of fighting, but its proud nature wouldn't let it tolerate that look from Zacian. Just like Trainers whose eyes met, how could it fail to respond when an opponent fixed it with such a battle-hungry gaze?
As Zacian and Reshiram were about to clash, Calyrex raised an arm, signaling Zacian to stop. Yet Calyrex, who usually loved flaunting its status, didn't put on any airs in front of Zacian this time.
Mingyou noticed this too, and couldn't help asking curiously, "You're always trying to take over and become my boss, but this time you aren't calling yourself the legendary king?"
"..."
Calyrex didn't answer. Its usual displays of status were deliberate attempts to liven things up, and calling