At home in Wyndon.
When Cynthia woke up and stood on the balcony looking out at the courtyard,
she saw Li Wei and a large group of Pokémon standing beneath a tree.
Garchomp and Lucario had joined them too, fitting right in.
Meloetta had been roped into holding up a painting?
The painting was very long, nearly as tall as Li Wei from top to bottom.
But soon, perhaps because they couldn't understand it,
Garchomp, Lucario, Zeraora, and Metagross left one after another.
Only Darkrai remained, absorbed in it, along with Victini, who blinked those big eyes, whether or not any of it made sense.
Darkrai was already so engrossed that it seemed as though the Pokémon had entered the world within the Scroll of Darkness.
Li Wei, however, could only read the text.
He couldn't understand the mysteries of darkness.
Fortunately, the Scroll of Darkness wasn't entirely about those mysteries. A small portion also covered the profound principles of the Single Strike Style.
Thanks to his Close-Quarters Combat (Advanced), Li Wei had quite a few insights into the martial arts aspects.
Forget victory and defeat, forget life and death. See only the enemy to be vanquished; strike only the obstacle to be shattered.
Be not deceived by an opponent's illusions or swayed by an enemy's taunts. Let them change in a thousand ways; I shall break through with a single punch.
What is unleashed at that moment is no longer a fist, but will itself-the embodiment of righteous fury.
That was the essence of the Single Strike Style.
Summed up in three phrases:
No mind, no thought, no self.
Li Wei thought Dayou would probably understand this Scroll of Darkness, and he would definitely love it.
Dayou and Incineroar were practically a perfect match for the Scroll of Darkness,