Watching Xia Chi appear just as he had expected, Ghetsis pulled the corners of his mouth into a false smile.
"An honored guest is certainly welcome. However... I hope you won't disrupt our Coronation Ceremony."
As he spoke, his gaze swept discreetly over Miraidon behind Xia Chi, thoughts racing through his mind.
It's Miraidon, not Reshiram.
A coincidence?
Or... has this brat already grown suspicious, deliberately keeping Reshiram out of sight to guard against Kyurem?
While Ghetsis was still pondering, Xia Chi turned his attention to the bewildered, apprehensive Team Plasma followers below.
His smile faded slightly as he said in a low voice, "Everyone in Team Plasma, take my advice."
Xia Chi paused, his gaze passing over faces filled with either fanaticism or anger.
"Things might get a little dangerous here soon. So, while you can still leave, take your Pokémon and get out of here. If you insist on staying to perform some grand act of 'martyrdom'..."
He patted Miraidon's cool shell beside him. Miraidon, who had been spacing out, belatedly caught on and cooperated with a low growl that hummed with electricity.
"Gugah!"
Having made his point, Xia Chi offered no further threats.
He simply smiled. "You're running out of time~"
Those casually spoken words instantly stirred the crowd below.
Yet after the brief commotion, nobody actually left.
Most still wore expressions of blind trust in N and the Legendary Pokémon, the fanaticism in their eyes undimmed-
They did not believe N, with Zekrom and the Four Cloud Gods, could lose this battle.
Seeing this, Xia Chi shook his head helplessly but wasted no more words.
He had given them a warning. He had done all he could.
Whether they met fortune or disaster now depended on their own choices.
He snapped his fingers crisply. "Miraidon, clear