Dusk couldn't accept that an inferior creature like Xenagrosh who just a few centuries before was nothing but a puppy in front of his might now dared to stand her ground and fight him on equal footing.
'Mom was right.' Dawn looked at the fight from Dusk's throne room.
'Whoever the Master is, they are not to be underestimated. My little brother still has the upper hand, but there are just three of us and we Horsemen are the closest ones to perfection among Mom's creations.
'Abominations are few in numbers, but if they all reach this level of power, then the balance will be upset.'
"Let's see how dumb you are." The fist of an adult Dragon packed enough punch that even a Davross armor couldn't fully protect its wearer from the shockwaves the blunt impact produced.
