The Geassian Yankees had dominated the Star Realm for numerous years, having become a force to be reckoned with. Their alliance with Tiamat, Queen of the Five-Colored Dragons, had secured them the assistance of the Dragon Race. With the help of these formidable creatures, the Geassian Yankees, accompanied by dragons, rampaged through the Star Ocean, burning, killing, and plundering at will; with the dragons' help, they were nearly unstoppable.
This time was no different for them. To the Geassian Yankees, when they crossed through the dimensional gate to arrive at the Shadow Plane and saw a few individuals on the ground who seemed as insignificant as insects, their hearts were filled with disdain and contempt. To them, such enemies were nothing—a single blast of dragon breath would suffice…
However, that was as far as their thoughts went.