When the dark ones fell

(multiple pov) 

The only person worth noticing is their master, the Dominant Universe three. This universe three....*scoff* unworthy.

"We only have one master and he will claim this world as his own, the galaxies and the universe of this domain will all bow down-" 

There was that laughter again. 

Prime Grandros Aztriel snarled, showing her rows of sharp teeth.

Soon after she spoke, "Ah, food should not talk too much. It is not appetizing at all." prime Grandros Aztriel struggled her eyes widening at the onslaught of her kind.

It is just five guardians, yet all those who attacked were torn, chopped, split apart. Were they not the more powerful?

This is their domain, their master is-

"We will never give in!"

Another male appeared. He roared in Grandros' tongue. This is a series of snarls, growls and clicks. 

The elder Mun spared the elder beside him a glance before he fell on his knees.