That wasn't to say he couldn't feel its power; it was simply a different power to that of the dragons. This legend felt far more... durable. He had the impression that it would still be standing even if a nuclear bomb detonated right next to it. Still standing, looking forward into some far-off distance that only it could see...
“So, you have something to ask of me,” it said politely. It paused, expectancy ripe in the air.
Edward exchanged a confused glance with Nuria: this isn't going the way I pictured it.
His muscles were tense, ready for battle at any second. Slowly and cautiously, Nuria spread her hands.
“Well, um, Sir
, well, Latios sent us to, uh, ask you to, um...” Nuria trailed off, looking back to Edward for help.
“Do not panic, I know of what you are to ask, and who sent you,” Regice said placidly. “I merely wanted to hear your version of what you are to ask me,” it paused again, evidently waiting for some sort of answer. Nuria nudged Edward forward; after a brief icy stare at his friend, Edward turned to the ice-sculpure.
“Well, there's a murderer killing Legendary Pokemon,” he said as slowly and calmly as possible, “and...we thought that... you'd help us...try to, uh, kill it, in a stand with the other Legendary Pokemon...” As soon as he stopped talking he realised he was blushing violently, his face hot. He just found what he said too...honest – he didn't sugar-coat it enough, it just sounded too much. Sparing a brief glance behind, Nuria must have felt the same way; her face was buried in her palm. I've screwed this up,
Edward knew, his hand reaching into his pocket and closing around a Pokeball. He could feel Nuria doing the same. Maybe if she sends Ralts out we can flee before-
“Very good. You have been truthful. I will help,” Regice said simply, deflating the pressure. Edward froze for a second, unsure.
“Sorry?” he asked abruptly.
“I said I will help when the need arises,” the ice creature summarised, staring blankly at the perplexed humans. “Is that not what you want?”
There was a strained silence.
“But,” Nuria started, pausing to choose the right words, “don't you want to battle or...something?”
“What would that accomplish? I am assured of your good nature in your honesty. We are short enough on time as it is, why waste more?”
There was another silence. It's got a point,
Edward had to concede.
“So... we can go now?” Nuria asked tentatively. Almost immediately, the Legendary replied:
“Of course. I think you would also like to know that my siblings inhabit the Hoenn desert and on a hill in the Route 120. They will await your arrival. Now, leave.”
Even though it was a command, Edward felt himself free to make the choice, as though Regice wasn't really forcing
him. Even so, he and Nuria turned, deeply disorientated, and started to shuffle back toward the tunnel.
“Oh, and if I may,” Regice's gravely yet cheery voice called, “before you find my siblings, train hard with your Pokemon. They are in no way half as welcoming as I.”
“Thank-you,” Edward said quietly as he followed Nuria out of the hall, already beginning to dread his next encounter with a Legendary Pokemon.