The Cobalion grunts, but does not step forward; rather, he raises his head, almost expectantly, watching what those near the Keldeo do.

Keldeo cannot be moved- that much is clear. It mutters under its breath things that make no sense even in the pokemon tongue, its wounds not bleeding, but nonetheless quite clearly grave. Whatever did this is not anything they know of, or likely will know of, in fact- so there is no use applying the knowledge of this world to it.