Sword of the Vale Castle.
As Li Wei took Victini to the banquet, a pair of eyes watched them from the shadows.
Ever since Li Wei and Cynthia had arrived,
Dread had felt a sense of foreboding.
So Dread had not rashly shown himself before Li Wei and the others, choosing instead to hide in the shadows.
Dread knew that what he planned to do would inevitably require a sacrifice, and the price would be Victini's life.
But to fulfill his mother's dream,
Dread had decided to disregard everything else.
Thinking of how even Zekrom had acknowledged his ideals, Dread gritted his teeth in the shadows and made up his mind.
Dread intended to draw on the power of the legend-Victini-to return Sword of the Vale Castle to its original location.
When Dread was little, his mother had once taken him back to the ancestral home of the People of the Land.
But the power of the dragon veins was already gone, and the People of the Land could no longer live there.
A casual remark from his mother had made the young Dread resolve to act.
He would restore life to the ancestral home of the People of the Land and revive the power of the dragon veins.
To that end, Dread had left without saying goodbye three years ago.
He had set out to find the descendants of the People of the Land.
After being turned away time and again,
Dread's resolve had gradually begun to falter.
Just then, a deep voice had sounded.
"Is this all your ideals amount to?"
"If this is all your ideals amount to, you might as well throw them away!"
Sensing a call from Sword of the Vale Castle,
Dread had entered the castle's lowest level with the help of the town