Transcript of Liko and Roy Encounter Black Rayquaza
THE GREAT ENCOUNTER
[Amethio] I see what your strategy is,
but it's not going to change anything. Use Phantom Force! [Roy] Look out! [Amethio] Finish them! -Fuecoco!
-Roy, wait! Please help us. [Roy] My Poké Ball! [both] Huh? Huh? Another barrier now? No, wait. What is happening? [dramatic music playing] [roaring] -[dramatic music playing]
-[roaring] [both gasp] [yelps] I thought this old Poké Ball was empty,
but that Pokémon was in it? Pika. Is that a black Rayquaza? -What is that one? I've never seen it.
-That makes two of us. -[Amethio] And the surprises keep coming.
-Rotom, who's that? [Rotom] Rayquaza, the Sky High Pokémon,
a Dragon and Flying type. It has lived for hundreds
of millions of years in the ozone layer. When it flies at night,
it resembles a shooting star. Rayquaza? Are you angry? [roars] [Zirc] Hey! -[Friede] Liko! Roy!
-[Liko] Friede. -You wanna tell me what just happened?
-[Roy] I don't know. It just came out of this Poké Ball. [roaring] [all gasp] [dramatic music playing] [all grunting] -Amethio, sir.
-It's not safe here. Let's retreat! Rayquaza, go back into the Poké Ball! [roaring] [groans] That was intense.
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