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Kratos in his godly armour, blades of Athena, full magic launches himself at Spyro in anger!!, the little dragon runs a leak before getting ripped in half...
Nefarian
Son of Deathwing, the great dragon, Nefarian a fairly large beast himself with incredible intellect, however Kratos is not interested, in his rage as he often does sprints towards the great dragon, golden fleece in hand as the fiery shadowflame beams across him, holding firm behind the fleece he launches himself into the air and comes down hard pushing Nefarians head into the dirt and crushing the dragons skull, he pushes hard until the powerful scales and the dragon blood in Nefarians head smear into a mess onto the ground
Nozdormu
now it gets interesting, the great timeless one shining scales stands before Kratos, or does he? the God of war is instantly confused, the timeless one appears and reapears randomly in diffrent locations, in his frustration attacks and jumps only to hit air as the timeless ones moment in time is changed, randomly out from time itself the great Dragon rams into Kratos, however this is a mistake, a mistake the great Dragon is not fast enough to turn back the time on his clock as Kratos rams the blade of Olympus with all his strength into the bronze Drake, pulling off its head in a shower of blood.
Ysera
Kratos being unable to feel the tires of the world is not needy of rest but feels suddenly tired, randomly he staggers and falls to the ground, fast asleep, unknowingly that Ysera behind him is breathing over him, however in his sleep he has incredible nightmares of his painful past, Ysera looking at his mind in his sleep is sickened and moves out of his mind then strikes to attack, however her large jaws are not enough, as her mouth closes around him the jolt moves him awake and the blades of Athena, shining and shimmering slice upwards, the ethereal head splits open from the top as Kratos gouges his way free of the Dragons maw and stands triumphant
Malygos
The magic dragon Malygos, sits, his blue scales shimmering as he pulls himself up to his full heigh, Kratos feels this will be incredibly easy compared to those before this, for it seems like a normal dragon, large indeed but not as confusing or guile as the two before it, he sprints forwards once more. Malygos in an instant of illusions confuses Kratos, dodging and jumping blows that do not excist and fighting enemies who are in reality nothing but air Kratos becomes enraged as he realises every illusion a fake as it dissolves and soon stops, standing still he sees the dragon once again and runs for it, falling through its great body as if it was made of water he is annoyed once more..yet another illussion, hundreds of the same dragon all around him, suddenly they all power up and launch an incredible beam of flame yet to Malygos' surprise Kratos stands unharmed, and the illusions fade away, in a rage Kratos, fleece in hand hurls himself at the Spellweaver, shields of diffrent power block him as he runs and beams of several elemetns hit his fleece yet he finally reaches the blue dragon, an explosion flashes around it and amongst the mist and smoke Kratos is sent flying through the air, hitting the ground hard, he moves around, seeing the Dragon once again he draws Typhons bane, continually launching forth tornadoes to cover him he moves forwards as Malygos lets rip his magic once agian but the great dragons magic fails to stop the God of war preparing the blade of Olympus, with one fel strike a great godly beam pierces the Dragons head, frying its face and leaving nothing but a smoldering neckline as Kratos stands exausted and slightly fatigued.
Alex
Kratos is finally impressed, the Dragons are of great power it seems and he realises this, he is prepared and slightly tired but all the same the sight before him he respected immediatley, the enormous and grand form of Alexstrasza. Launching immediatley forward Kratos is intrigued as the Dragon stands still, watching her prey, suddenly she moves, her calculating and strategist mind allows her to take Kratos by the Torso, not fast enough to stop her he struggles to push her mouth apart, her strength far more impressive than the others but eventually with great effort he moves her mouth apart, striking hard with the blade of olympus with all his strength, the sword pushes its way through the Red drakes fleshy insides yet still hardened by her years, rending it, finally he launches a beam of energy from his blade down into her body, the great dragon perishes.
Deathwing
Kratos stands tired, quite fatigued at the face of Deathwing, the terrifying looking drake stands grand and strong, a demonic flash in its eye, Kratos defiently steps forward ridgidly and with effort brandishing the blade of Olympus "i am the God of war!!" he yells, Deathwing lets our what sounds like a monstrous roar of a laugh before sending forth a beam of pure volcanic lava, Kratos being a God does not burn but is launched flying smashing into the rock which gives way as earthquakes and tremors erupt around him, suddenly as he starts falling an enormous Volcano blasts from the mantle of the ground, smashing Kratos as his Godlike form, being weakened and harmed, kratos falls unconcious to the sound of Neltharian the black drakes dark laughter, the Dark Drake moves in for a feast of Godly flesh.