While the two sides faced off, Little Shaymin had reached Shaymin and nudged the wounded, desperately weak Pokémon with its body. Tears poured from its eyes like beads from a broken string as it cried, "Mii, mii," over and over.
Hearing Little Shaymin's calls, Shaymin's eyelids fluttered, and it opened its eyes. Its first reaction upon seeing Little Shaymin was joy, its gaze extraordinarily gentle, but that soon turned to sternness. It cried out in a scolding tone and pushed Little Shaymin away with its body. Little Shaymin kept trying to draw closer, shaking its head incessantly, its cries utterly forlorn.
"Shaymin!" Liu Qing called softly. Looking at the two women blocking his path, he threw another Poké Ball. "Volcarona, Roserade, Absol, attack!"
"Why haven't you opened the energy chamber and begun the capture yet?!" Seeing that Piao Yue and Shui Nai were showing signs of being pushed back despite having five Pokémon against three, Dr. Koron immediately contacted the helicopter overhead by radio. He still had not realized that Liu Qing was the reason the helicopter had remained silent all this time.
"Doc... ah! No! Help!" All that came through Dr. Koron's headset was a sudden, tearful scream, followed by harsh static. The connection was lost.
"Damn it, those idiots!" Dr. Koron cursed. He did not care whether Team Galactic's grunts lived or died, but delaying his work was an unforgivable offense. Pointing at Liu Qing, he roared, "Stop him!" Then he steered his flying machine behind the grunts and began typing rapidly on his computer with both hands. At that moment, he could not help feeling thankful that he had his Remote Control System.
Watching Dr. Koron's ten fingers dance in the distance, Liu Qing felt a growing sense of foreboding. Following his senses, he looked up and