Thyrus let's out the first move which a transformation ability. He ship-shaped into a human-sized character of around six feet flat. With azure blue hair and burgundy dragon-shaped gear of his own body and frame that extended with spikes down his arms and legs and no feet covering. Taking a small breath, he let out a small katana out of his secondary dimension that had a oval shaped bearing with fire crests of light black on the handle. He swung it gently and left small cuts of ten on each Chosen One.
"You see. If I do more than five percentage of my bear power, I would annihilate you all in a matter of seconds. But, with my pride, I want to see what this "Allied Race Community" of Chosen Ones can preclude." Thyrus stated.
The first one to jump in battle was nothing other than Zaynon with his spiked gauntlets as he has always wanted to fight the legendary dragon king himself letting out ki infused one thousand kicks and punches in a mere millisecond. As the other 4 sighed, they quickly jumped to help their comrade in battle. Pramendor fused his demonized water mana into his great sword and let out a mighty slash that showed as it could cover an entire mountain. Bethanie closed her eyes and infused glorious green mana into her plant magic as if she was going to restrain Thyrus as much as she could. Beetle sent out a shockwave of mana infusion into his lance as it sent a strike as if light refused to catch up. Mondor held out a eerie looking watch and looks as if he sent a ball of darkness towards Thyrus as well. The look on Thyrus face turned into a smile as he realized they truly have trained vigorously together.
"Yes!!! That's what I wanted. I can see all of your futures and it seriously looks Grimm from here but let's change shall we?! I'll use even less of my mana right now." Thyrus arrogantly spoke. He caught each and every last one of Zaynon kicks and reflected it towards him. In the same breath and movement, swiped away the slash, completely obliterated the plants and vines, absorbed the lanced strike, and erased the ball of darkness with his eye glow.
Zaynon now cut and getting more happy he shouted "THYRUSSSS. You know I am so happy to fight one of our greatest ancestors. That was the only way I considered this annoying treaty to fight you!" And barged in immediately yet got flicked by Thyrus fingers into a mountain as he had teleported behind him in an instant. Bethanie charged towards Zaynon to heal him but got caught in her own plant magic and didn't see how."
Thyrus now ultimately disappointed spoke some very intriguing words.
"It seems I am vividly too strong for you all. Your kind has banded together to get rid of everyone of us yet you do not possess the natural power to defeat the final dragon. Me."
Holding in his hand they gasped as it was a azure blue book with a burgundy outline that read "Reincarnation."
"How?! Reincarnation has never been even conquered by anyone even as much as it has been studied and tried!" Bethanie spoke as she was outraged that this being held a simple book he created in front of her."
"None of you really knew that I was at the end of my life. I fought you guys for too long and and have seen you eradicating my kinds life to fuel your power hungry sensations. I can kill you all here right now but I rather satisfy myself with that later." As he spoke, his life essence was being absorbed by the book.
"I hope you all know you have injured me beyond what I could imagine more than you think. One of those attacks actually hit me before and is the cause behind my dying words."
As they say puzzled, an angry Mondor flashed forward emphasizing mana on his feet screaming the words "YOUR POWER IS MINE!!! I will rule the entire universe alone!" But, before he could reach it an explosion reaped the skies and dragged him along with it as if he was killed.
Battled broken and tired while also confused on this instance of a battle, Zaynon, Bethanie, Premendor who was still in shock since that day, and Beetle were all named the Four Chosen Kings. They were wrote about for decades of their previous doings. How horrible Thyrus was a dragon was put into books. Classes of beings/monsters/creatures and gear were made. And the Four Chosen Kings never spoke a tell of what really went down.
40 years later a child was born with the exact azure book being absorbed into him. His name was Thyrus.
—-Race: Class Dragon. Name: The Ultimate Dragon Thyrus—