Coated with his dragon scales, Drago unleashes his scorching flame, affecting those near him. Not to cause any trouble with the other hunters, Drago and the Old Destroyer flew up the sky and made it seem like they own it.
Casting their eyes down, the two males felt that as if they were the most superior creature ever made.
"Looking down on these creatures makes your heart flutter, right? You feel as if you are the most preponderant beings."
Beneath Drago were the thousands of beings fighting against each other. Mercilessly, killing each other.
"Let us stop these idle chats. I won't be able to maintain this form for too long."
"I see. A temporary power-up it is. But why use it when you know that your power is limited!"
Their fists bumped on each other as Zenith initiated the first attack. Catching onto the old gentleman's swift attack, Drago unleashes his terrifying hot aura once more.
"Truly formidable," Zenith muttered.