The death dragon lord eyeballed Jack's armor, as if thinking about if he should keep the protection or not. In his head he decided to let the boy keep his protection, since after all he was going against four powerful and skilled dragons. He then yelled in a booming voice: "Ready. Set. [b]BATTLE![/b]"
	All of the siblings immediately took to the skies with all of their pupils as slits. Annabeth was already bouncing a rock the size of a basketball up and down in her hand, as if the rock was formed out of thin air. Dianna was a few feet above Annabeth with her arms crossed, waiting for a good time to attack. Max and Drake were in between them with grey smoke coming out of their mouth, wickedly smiling and giving a close resemblance to Dianna.
	Once they were in the cross formation the dragon lord's body shimmered, disappearing after a few seconds. Nobody could see him, but could hear the loud flapping of his wings above the arena.