In the forest, a roaring Metal Beast had burst out of the bushes, scaring the living daylights out of the four losers.
Pitch-black phantoms blanketed the entire area, poised to move at any moment. A savage roar came from overhead as well, and fierce winds whipped the surrounding bushes into a rustling frenzy.
The four losers were stunned. They had only come to settle a score. Was a show of force this big really necessary?
Barbaracle suddenly appeared at the cave entrance, staring at the scene before it in surprise.
Only Greninja had begun trembling with excitement.
"I never knew you were good with your hands." Cheng Tian walked out with a smile, looking at the little garden around the cave. "You've been living pretty well."
"Gre... Gren..."
Greninja's eyes blurred with tears. After Cheng Tian died, it had lost heart and returned here alone.
Although that tragic reality had unfolded right before its eyes, it still refused to accept it in its heart, so it had hidden here from the outside world.
And now, Cheng Tian had appeared again.
Not just him, but the companions and comrades it had spent every day with had returned as well.
"Long time no see, Greninja." Cheng Tian smiled and held out his hand.
"Gren!" Greninja threw its arms around Cheng Tian in excitement. He wasn't dead. It felt so good.
Well then.
Next, everyone turned their eyes toward the four trembling creatures.
"Hello, Barbaracle." Seeing Barbaracle again after so many years, Cheng Tian couldn't help feeling a little wistful.
Because of its age, Barbaracle's armor had lost its original appearance. Even the edges had grown somewhat thin and brittle.
Its joints clearly no longer moved as well as before. Completing a full 360-degree rotation had become extremely difficult.
Even so, the