Pyrekaiser saw the team and set out to move out. He commanded his three Cherubims and several Conquerors to prepare for battle.
As Pyrekaiser was in his chamber, another man similar to his appearance approached.
"Brother. Is it wise to meet them in combat?"
"Since when is it foolish to meet foes in combat for us, Fafnirs?" Pyrekaiser laughed.
"You only have the strength of a Cherubim now. So you created a lesser dragon down to the Planesworld."
"I lost the connection with my daughter in Midlands. A daughter who has the full bloodline of mine. You can't expect me just to ignore that. Besides... No Celestial could kill me even if this form. Even the Eldrich Lord will have troubles." Pyrekaiser laughed.
"I guess I should join you in battle..." The other man sighed, turned around, and left the room to prepare for combat.
"A lesser dragon, huh? So that's what it was! Still, that's a very inefficient method!"
