But the war was not over. Though Humans might be extinct, Pokemon lived on, and they battled, coming up with ingenious strategies and new attacks, specially designated for defeating Girantina. But Pokemon themselves had changed with the Sinnoh region. Before Girantina, their had been 493 cataloged species of Pokemon, now there were 537, including Gigalith, Zebstrika and Darthria. These Pokemon were designed por nature to be hardy, strong and quick. And so hope was still among them, inside-. Lucario cut off his thought, sensing a malevolent presence, not Girantina, but someone-or something else. "I know you're here," Lucario said, assuming a combatant stance. Hearing no reply, he closed his eyes (A Lucario has the ability to sense a substance in every living thing called Aura, it is particularly strong in Pokemon, and when Lucario closes his eyes, it is to focus sensing Aura in Pokemon. This ability is helpful because it can see through physical objects-as they are not living) attuning his senses, but to no avail, he concentrated as hard as he could, turning around in circles in place, fists ready to strike. "What the-' he thought, sensing no Aural presence for miles in every direction. Then it hit him. Bam! A cylindrical object hit him violently, smacking him down. Lucarios eyes shot open as violently as he punched. He looked above him seeing a Pokemon-with ruins on its body-ruins that should have been destroyed millennium ago. "Oh Arceus" He said. Then everything blacked out.