At the entrance to Dragonspiral Tower.
Ripples in space spread silently as Ryoku and Rood finally arrived with the Team Plasma members in their silver-gray uniforms.
Ryoku reached out, felt the faint resistance against his fingertips, and gently stroked his beard as he said calmly,
"The mental seal is still in place... the will of the 'King' has yet to arrive!"
"We mean no sacrilege... first, capture all those rats..."
Ryoku's expression was filled with devotion.
Standing quietly beside him, Rood gazed expressionlessly at the entrance and merely nodded.
"Don't forget our objective. There's no need to cause too much commotion..."
Ryoku chuckled.
"That certainly sounds like you... Rood... in that case, I'll leave tracking down the White Dragon to you! I'll bring those two back..."
"Suit yourself!"
As the group entered the tower, the three Forest Guardians in the woods sensed something and stopped what they were doing in unison, turning to look.
"Malice..."
"Greedy humans..."
"The opportunity has come..."
Terrakion, Cobalion, and Virizion sighed softly. Then, watching the Pokémon before them leave the nearby forest in droves, abandoning the home they had always lived in, their expressions hardened with resolve.
Unova's Swords of Justice! Terrakion! Cobalion! Virizion!
Thunder roared within the clouds. As fierce winds swept across the northern snowfields, snow was whipped into the sky, forming a vast expanse of shimmering silver...
A terrifying presence surged with the rolling thunder. Far behind the clouds, Grimsley was already drenched in sweat.
He could clearly sense a figure hidden within the clouds ahead, one whose presence inspired suffocating fear!
Beneath him, Honchkrow faced that inexplicable pressure and intimidation head-on. Even his wingbeats had become shaky and distorted. Grimsley's expression was grim as he muttered to himself,
"Damn it... did I get too cocky?"
Even so, Grimsley neither hesitated nor