N's words instead calmed Giovanni, who had been on the verge of flying into a rage.
He took a deep breath. His dangerously narrow eyes grew even sharper as he stared at the young man before him, someone he had never truly taken seriously.
The smile that remained on N's face stung Giovanni deeply.
"The Reveal Glass can't actually control the Four Cloud Gods, can it?"
Giovanni suddenly spoke, his voice low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible strain.
Once his mind cooled from the frenzy of ambition, his thoughts immediately raced, seizing on this crucial discrepancy.
N raised his eyebrows slightly. A flicker of surprise crossed his lake-green eyes, as though he was impressed that Giovanni could remain so perceptive even in this situation.
He nodded gently. "That's right. The Reveal Glass only summons the Four Cloud Gods and changes them into their Therian Formes."
Giovanni took that line of thought further. "Then when they pretended to obey my commands and coordinated their attacks earlier, were you manipulating them behind the scenes too?"
At that, a meaningful little smile curled N's lips.
Rather than answering directly, he turned his gaze toward the four figures still locked in battle overhead.
"Landorus, Tornadus, Thundurus, and Enamorus once received offerings from successive kings of the Ancient Unova Kingdom, and they forged an ancient pact with the royal bloodline to protect them and answer their call."
The last shred of hope in Giovanni's heart went out like a candle in the wind.
Of course he knew that this "king" of Team Plasma had another identity-the last descendant of the Ancient Unova Kingdom.
If what N said was true, then it was only natural for the Four Cloud Gods to answer the summons and guidance of his bloodline.
Only now did Giovanni finally recognize