Darkrai. The moment Heath entered, he saw Mew battling a Darkrai, which surprised him a little. If that was the case, didn't it mean Darkrai had actually caused what had just happened? That sort of ability didn't seem impossible, but Heath remembered Darkrai being a Dark-type Pokémon. Why could it use such strange moves? Still, it was the Nightmare Pokémon, after all, so even if it really could use those moves, that didn't seem incomprehensible. Heath calmed down.
When Darkrai saw Heath come in, it grew agitated. It quickly flung out a cloud of black smoke, then vanished from the cave. Heath was utterly bewildered. As a Dark-type Pokémon, Darkrai shouldn't have had much trouble dealing with the Psychic-type Mew, so why had it chosen to flee? Heath couldn't quite understand it, but then he saw Mew pick something up from the ground. It even seemed to glow.
"Mew, why were you fighting Darkrai just now?" Heath went over and asked. Although he knew Mew had essentially gotten into the fight with Darkrai because of him, he still wanted to confirm it. After all, the truth sometimes differed from what people imagined, and Heath had quite a bit of experience with that himself.
"You were caught in an illusion just now, so I rushed in to see what it was. Then I discovered this stone was causing it, but I didn't expect that big black guy to pop out and attack me," Mew said plaintively. Heath didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had thought Darkrai had drawn him into an illusion, but to think this little stone had caused it instead. That really was impressive. Still, this was the world of Pokémon, after all, so something like this wasn't incomprehensible. There were little things in the Pokémon world