"Pon?"
How were they supposed to get in?
Ogerpon stared at the door. It required identity verification, and there was an alarm. Sinistcha had coated the surveillance equipment, but this door was clearly different from the other entrances.
Kirlia was thinking too. The door was made of a special material; even Teleport couldn't take him through it. If Meltan ate the door, the alarm would definitely go off.
This area wasn't in the Team Galactic Ship data he had gathered, either. It was probably controlled directly through the Control Terminal, so he couldn't explore it for now. But they had come this far... If the terminal really controlled it directly, he could use this spot as a back door into the Control Terminal.
Tap, tap, tap—
Just as they were debating whether to risk breaking in, crisp footsteps sounded from the corridor behind them.
The Team Galactic Ship had a spacious interior. Even its corridors gave Pokémon enough room to move freely.
But Team Galactic didn't have many members at present, leaving much of the ship deserted. That was how they had made it this far so easily. Now, though, someone else had appeared.
"Kirl..."
What do we do now?
Kirlia panicked. The area was too open, with nowhere to hide.
He could Teleport elsewhere, but what about Ogerpon and the others? They couldn't possibly get away. Being discovered would be disastrous when Mingyou was risking his life to buy them time in the enemy's headquarters.
"Sinis!"
Then let's take them out!
Sinistcha pulled out the Tea Scoop, the smile on its canister widening as it prepared to land a heavy blow. Kirlia quickly stopped it. If they took the newcomer out, wouldn't that expose them for good?
Everyone fell silent. The tension mounted as the footsteps drew closer. A