Rebecca was pretty surprised to learn that the Golurk could fly. She supposed it was technically a ghost, but she never really thought of it that way until just then. Nevertheless, it was a welcome change of pace for her. The mountains and the lands below were actually quite beautiful to her now that she had time to look. And now that she had time to look, she noticed the great dragon, Rayquaza, even if it looked less than dignified at the moment.

	Whereas many Pokemon today didn’t seem to know much about so-called “legendary” Pokemon, but one with a privileged background like Rebecca’s would have at least some degree of knowledge: To her, Rayquaza was most often a character in her mother’s fairy tales, sometimes a warning not to journey out alone. The dragon also made the odd appearance in the records of the royal library, the historicity of which was often taken with a grain of salt. It was the kind of thing that went nicely on a family’s crest, or an army’s banner or helm, in the hopes of improving the impression of one’s stature. She never actually expected to see Rayquaza, let alone come across a fight with one. She wagered that they might have a slightly better chance of winning against it than the monolith creature, but it still wasn’t enough to make her eager to fight the thing.

	“As much as I hate to say it,” Rebecca decided, “I agree with Dexter. Considering I don’t even know who we’re supposed to help out, there’s a lot we don’t know about what’s going on over there, and there’s a lot of ways that this could go wrong. For now, let’s just help the one we came here to find in the first place. We’ll come back later if we need to, okay?”