With the Dragosol in hand, Yong returned to the platform with Swampert and Metagross.
Amid the shattered battlefield, the mysterious stone pedestal remained intact.
Neither the destructive power of Swampert's powerful fusion move, Rock Storm, nor the erosion of Darkrai's shadow power had damaged the pedestal in the slightest...
As expected of the barrier guarding the Sleeping Place, it was blessed by the mental power of the Black Dragon and White Dragon. Ordinary power could not affect it at all.
As for nature power...
Yong certainly wasn't stubborn enough to try that!
He looked at the ancient stone disc in his hands. Its mottled, faded markings spoke of its long history. Amid the intricate runes and patterns, he could just make out two dragonlike creatures on either side, encircling the disc...
"Reshiram... Zekrom..."
The boy murmured their names, carefully stroking the stone disc before examining the pedestal again.
There was indeed a circular recess in the pedestal, its size a perfect match for the Dragosol.
"Met..."
A purple gleam flashed through Metagross's eyes, and it gave a low cry.
Yong turned back and asked curiously,
"Did you find Kofu, Metagross?"
Metagross had not withdrawn its Psychic Field, and its Confusion was still spreading outward. It had already marked Kofu, so the moment he came within a certain range, Metagross would sense his presence.
"Met!"
Metagross nodded decisively and looked down the mountain.
Yong smiled in understanding.
"That guy... he actually got left behind! Then please bring him up here, Metagross! Thanks for the effort!"
"Met!"
Metagross answered, then moved, streaking down the mountain like a meteor.
Swampert stood to one side, watching Chakra and Sachi, then suddenly grinned.
The boy's expression shifted slightly. His brow twitched, and he shot an irritated glance at the two people pretending to be asleep