Unlike Miraidon, who had cowered like a frightened quail earlier, this "Ancient Cyclizar" radiated an overwhelming, suffocating presence the moment it appeared.
Two vivid, flame-like plumes rose majestically from its head. Terrifying power surged around its body, almost tangible, as though every inch of muscle held the strength to cleave mountains and shatter stone.
Its imperious bearing and striking orange-red hide alone made one thing clear-
This was unquestionably a totem Pokémon standing at the very top of the food chain!
Colors that conspicuous in any natural environment were themselves a declaration.
In the era it came from, it had no natural predators!
Anything that dared covet it had long since been reduced to dust.
After descending upon them, this legendary Pokémon known as the "Winged King" did not immediately display the hysterical aggression of the other Paradox Pokémon.
That was certainly not because it had a gentle temperament, but because it possessed the absolute confidence and composure of an apex predator.
Only weaklings uncertain of their own strength would panic at a sudden change in their surroundings and attack blindly.
For an immensely powerful and highly intelligent individual like Koraidon, there was ample room to calmly assess its surroundings before deciding what to do.
Its imposing gaze swept across the room.
It passed over the humans with their faint energy signatures. Hmm. No threat whatsoever.
Then it swept over a few Pokémon whose energy levels were decent, but not enough to warrant attention. Not worth mentioning.
Koraidon even gave a bored yawn, its pink tongue quivering slightly in the air.
Yet when its gaze passed over the petite Ogerpon, its eyes briefly paused.
Oh?
This Pokémon is rather interesting.
The energy within her was concentrated but held in check, and it actually gave Koraidon a faint sense of unease.