"Oook! Now it's fun time, fight time!" Chaos cackled,  whipping up a cloud of smoke to obscure the battlefield with fire in his hands. "Burn, burn, burn, baby burn..oh, and maybe char-broil a bit." He laughed, playing inverted whack a mole. popping out of the cloud to fire off a fire ball, before dropping back in, and repeating at each word he spouted. 

Alpha tanked the blast, before rolling up his coat sleeves, and dropping into a melee stance, cybernetic arms bared and crossed in a guard.


Omega narrowed his eyes at the dragon, Taking his cane up in a reverse grip stick fighting stance. His free hand ready to summon his armory. "Dreadful creature. I suspect I'll need to muster these old bones to action to see you felled."