Miraidon had no idea why it had suddenly appeared here. It only remembered making a delivery when it sensed something vaguely familiar. It had chased after a light, and before it knew it, it was here.
Had it really outrun light?
After slapping Cyrus, Miraidon stood there in a daze, its thoughts wandering. It had been so long since then.
As it began to wonder where it was, it noticed someone staring fixedly at it... Iron Serpent. That Miraidon whose paint had worn away.
"Mira?"
Couldn't it even afford a paint job?
Or had it come off the production line without one?
To Iron Serpent, Miraidon's puzzlement was unmistakably a Taunt. Though Iron Serpent had no capacity for thought and relied entirely on its computer system, it could not tolerate another model with the same abilities!
Iron Serpent switched targets without hesitation. Its control chip overloaded, and just as Iron Crown's and Iron Boulder's had before, its system calculations made Miraidon the highest-priority target.
"!!!"
Dark-purple electricity streaked across the Deck. In the blink of an eye, Iron Serpent was in front of Miraidon. Side by side, they looked like an Amoonguss standing next to an Amoonguss created by Imposter.
Miraidon had no intention of fighting it. It had only attacked Cyrus because it had sensed his ill will. That expression of his, devoid of "heart" or any hint of emotion, was what Miraidon hated most.
It swiftly dodged Iron Serpent's attack. A fight might spill the food, and the delivery had to arrive intact. That was... a promise!
Just then, a voice it knew and had missed terribly came from nearby.
"Stop standing around! Let's send it home together!"
"Mi... ra?!"
Miraidon froze and turned toward the voice. There stood a familiar figure, kicking away the Zygarde that had