The overcast skies were broken by an upside down crystal spire, the bottom tip of Xelos' sanctuary. The virus had lowered the crystalline fortress back into the lower atmosphere to better observe the being the Collective had created. Even Xelos couldn't figure out how the twisted minds of those Unown worked, or how they could conceive the gigantic creature he now stared at. The serpent was curled up on the ground, apparently resting or sleeping. Something else had caught the Deoxys' attention as well, the surge of energy he had felt a few minutes ago having drawn him back as well. His powerful mind scanned the area and nearby city, but found no sign of the Collective. They must have slipped away into another dimension.