Where the Dark Dragon Riders outnumbered the fearless Yoozepode, they lacked strength and speed. The first Rider to come at him was no sooner flung off its companion as Yoozepode's Dark Star sank into the Dragon's neck. The Rider made a final attempt to harm Yoozepode, lashing out with its spear and throwing it as he was covered in the flames that poured out of Yoozepode's right hand.
Yoozepode simply caught the spear and thrusted it at another unlucky Rider. With its Rider abandoned, the Dragon propelled at Yoozepode, taking him unaware. Yoozepode saw the angry attack only a moment to late. The Dragon, its eyes pulsing red, took Yoozepode down to the ground. The other Riders followed.
Killahbui and Metalbolt relentlessly killed every soldier in their path with scythes as they tried to reach Yoozepode's side. With only a few soldiers left, the two friends reached Yoozepode, who had just slain a dragon with a single swipe of his scythe.
"Watch out!" yelled Yoozepode as a Rider jumped at Killahbui, its Dragon breathing fire at Metalbolt. With the Rider's spear inches from his face, Killahbui struck his foe down with a quick lightning strike that seemed to come from his scythe. Metalbolt conjured up a shield of water out of pure instinct, even though he did not know he could do quite that. With only three Riders left, the three friends nodded and almost smiled with pleasure. An intense lightning bolt, followed by big sharp shards of ice, and an immense fireball finished off the damned souls of the Evil King.
Now only the Titans remained, after they had finished their long walk of a short distance.
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