Windswept City, Back Mountain.
The flames finally died down.
Through the efforts of Li Wei, Lorelei, Blue, Yellow, and Ash,
along with the citizens and tourists of Windswept City, the wildfire had been brought under control as much as possible.
Pikachu rested on Ash's shoulder, Lorelei gently stroked Lapras's neck, and Blue hugged Blastoise's shell, bursting with joy.
At the very end, Lugia, who brought the wind to Windswept City, brought a downpour as well.
It was a downpour that even Li Wei's Milotic, Lorelei's Slowbro and Lapras, and Blue's Blastoise using Rain Dance together could not match.
Lugia's strength was not necessarily world-shattering, but when it came to controlling the weather, there was a fundamental gulf between Lugia and ordinary Pokémon.
In terms of strength alone, defeating Lugia was not entirely impossible, but Lugia could create a tsunami with ease.
Fortunately, the gentle Lugia had no such strange intentions. Lugia could still sense the bond between humans and Pokémon.
That was why Lugia had always stood on humanity's side, unless humans courted death by threatening Lugia.
The downpour Lugia had brought was still falling. After the wildfire, Windswept City's Back Mountain was a wreck.
Viewed from the sky, everything below the mountainside looked bare.
"Shaymin~"
Shaymin was working hard to restore life.
Branches sprouted new buds, grass stubbornly pushed up through the soil, and shrubs scorched dry by the flames came back to life.
With the wildfire extinguished, pent-up emotions surged forth like water bursting through a dam.
An irrepressible cheer, choked with sobs, erupted across Back Mountain, swelling into a vast, overwhelming wave,
as cries, laughter, and voices calling the names of family and dear friends mingled together.
Many people's eyes brimmed with tears that mingled with the pouring rain. At last, their tears no longer represented fear.