Three massive Khaos guardians now stood facing each other, their colossal forms dominating the battlefield. Despite the chaos around them, they did not immediately attack. Instead, an eerie sense of camaraderie filled the air, as if ancient allies were reuniting after eons apart.
"Daurgo, how long has it been?" the flaming black dragon, Killgragah, rumbled, his deep voice reverberating like thunder. "Two thousand years, and you look as cold and bony as ever!"
The skeletal dragon, Daurgototh, glared with icy disdain, its hollow eyes flaring with blue energy. "And you are still as talkative as always," it replied in a tone as frigid as its chilling breath.
