"Malygos, I remember telling you that this is my sea of consciousness. I am the master, and you are the guest." As Yu Lin Bloodhawk sneered, his phantom slowly dissolved into specks of dark purple starlight that scattered throughout his sea of consciousness, clinging to every strand of shadow. "Now... Malygos, what can you do? The sea of consciousness is me, and I am the sea of consciousness."
As he spoke, countless shadow strands transformed into phantoms of Yu Lin Bloodhawk. No two were exactly alike. Some were humans, some elves, representing all manner of professions, their faces displaying joy, anger, sorrow, and delight. They were all the pasts, futures, and possibilities he had seen earlier. Together, they slowly drifted toward the blue halo floating alone in the void.
"Lowly mortal, you still dare to pry into my authority? You deserve death!" The will of Malygos, King of the Blue Dragons, roared furiously and attacked the approaching phantoms. Each phantom he shattered soon re-formed nearby in its original shape and lunged at his remaining sliver of will again.
"Malygos! You are merely a sliver of lingering will, while mine is whole," Yu Lin Bloodhawk's voice rang through the void. "This is my world, my home ground. Three thousand phantoms, three thousand wills. Damage to any one of them is only a slight blow to me. In my world, they recover quickly. But what about you? How long can you hold out?"
"Despicable mortal! You dare provoke the majesty of the Dragon King again and again! Unforgivable!" Malygos's lingering will bellowed madly, attacking any phantom that tried to enter the innermost region.
But the more he fought, the more phantoms surged recklessly into his essence core. At last, Malygos's will flew into an utter rage. Amid his frenzied roars, a phantom