Time had finally been restored. We were successful. We bid farewell to Dialga, and began to descend Temporal Tower. There were few Pokemon in the tower, and the ones that remained were not hostile.
“I guess with time restored, they’ve finally come back to their senses,” my partner, Ember, remarked. His voice trembled a little.
“Ember, is something wrong?” I then noticed a large, bleeding wound across the Chimchar’s chest. I frantically searched my bag for anything that could heal him, but found nothing. No berries or reviver seeds. They’d all been used up climbing the tower and fighting Dial
