"This isn't finished yet!" yelled Volo, laughing maniacally. "Can't you feel it? The chill creeping through your veins—the eldritch presence icing your heart?"

To think, the man who you called friend, the only person in Hisui that didn't immediately treat you like an outcast was a fanatic who sought to become a god and reshape the world.

And as he spoke, a dark portal opened behind him. Emerging from the portal, Giratina itself.

"Giratina!" screamed Volo. "Strike them down!"