Vilgax Dragon

"In thy great name, I pledge myself to something something,* you know the rest, Dragon Slave!"

The sun blotted out under the intensity of a much closer sun. This was beyond inferno, it was planetary collision, the world's largest fireball building over Lina's head. She heaved and tossed it straight down onto Vilgax and anyone else unlucky enough to be anywhere close to him. Everything cratered to oblivion. Glass spires grew fifty feet high, then the glass melted and reformed again as the Dragon Slave pulsed. If it did not eventually evaporate it would have bored straight through to Battleworld's core destroying it in one strike. But it did evaporate. The ruthless aura of the monster it was meant to kill overpowered its might. Dead in the center of the blast radius were three burning bodies, and Vilgax triumphant, skin charred but quickly scabbing over.

- Round 2