"Clap, clap, clap!"
The newly arrived cloaked man clapped his hands, and a gentle male voice rang out, amusement in his tone.
"As expected of Miss Cynthia! What an enviable talent!"
"As a member of Team Galactic, are you just as ill-mannered as she is?"
Cynthia's quiet question caught the cloaked man off guard. He glanced at the woman beside him before smiling in apparent realization.
"The fault is ours, Miss Cynthia! Please allow me to make our overdue introductions... I'm Saturn! This is Mars! We're Team Galactic's top commanders!"
As he spoke, the cloaked man actually pulled back his hood, revealing blue, crescent-shaped hair and a gently smiling face.
He was very young...
Cynthia's expression shifted slightly, and she said softly,
"So you misled me... Three top commanders came here? And the ones who have reached the Elite Four level should be you and Jupiter, not Mars here, correct?"
Cynthia hadn't felt much pressure during the earlier battle.
"Hahaha!"
Saturn smiled faintly and said softly,
"Just a little trick! Nothing worth mentioning..."
He glanced at Mars, then said,
"If you hadn't been so overwhelming, Miss Cynthia, I wouldn't have shown myself this soon..."
"Now, then..."
Still perfectly courteous, Saturn asked softly,
"Would you hand me the suitcase you're holding, Miss Cynthia?"
Pink light flashed, and the spoons in Alakazam's hands bent slightly. The Pokémon Ball at Mars's waist suddenly sprang free and opened, drawing the unconscious Garchomp back inside as everyone watched...
Cynthia watched calmly, even though she now faced a genuine Elite Four-level Pokémon!
Alakazam flickered into the battlefield!
By now, Garchomp no longer felt that earlier pang of dread. Garchomp stepped forward to shield Cynthia.
"Ah... I'm a pacifist, yet this happens every time... Must everything be settled through violence? Alakazam... use Shadow..."
Their gazes suddenly turned