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As the seconds ticked past he began losing more and more of his world. 

The dream eater's bone-white face had contorted into an expression somewhere between awe and rage. He wouldn't let it end this way, he wouldn't! He prepared to charge into the ridiculous mech that had appeared before him, but he couldn't because suddenly he was in a dress that weighed as much as a bolder. He cursed, his voice booming across the realm. Bullets began pelting him from all sides and this time he felt them and they hurt.

They would all pay for this! This was getting ridiculous. Even his spikes had been slashed to ribbons by a red-haired child. His years of work and experiments, he wouldn't let it all go to waste, he just wouldn't. Not now and not ever, especially not to them.

With his shield in place he leaped forward, arms outstretched. He was ready to grab the giant mech and tear it limb from limb. However, before he could do that a bright ball of energy, a mixture of all the pride's efforts was shot towards him. His eyes widened as his shield shattered into a thousand pieces, the sheer awesomeness of it all blinded the reaper and he flailed and screeched before planting face first into the ground.

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"Bro!" Lucien was leaping up and down and waving his hands in the air. "Give me an autograph later!" The summoner beamed before deciding to do something grand as well. He screwed his eyes shut and imagined a dragon. Lucien the dragon tamer, it had a nice ring to it! He opened his eyes to see a dragon in a top hat grinning at the fallen dream eater.

The giant beast inhaled before shooting bubbles at the fallen beast.

"EH!" He had been expecting something much cooler. Well, at least he hadn't summoned a blobfish like had. 

The dragon continued its useless stream of attacks before getting upset and falling onto the dream reaper's back. At least that looked like it had hurt.

Atlas was sitting on a floating desk, enjoying the show. He imagined up a bowl of popcorn and began eating contentedly. "This could really use some butter--what?" Out of nowhere a giant pitcher of steaming hot butter appeared above the dream reaper's head. The magician laughed as the hot liquid poured onto the poor monster's face. "Not exactly what I was going for, but I'll take what I can get."

Xan laughed and began imagining a giant sack of feathers. The sack exploded above the fallen dream eater and clung to him like feathers. Just laughing at the thing that had caused them so much fear felt good.

The creature flailed in the pool of steaming hot butter, sparks of electricity shocking it now and then.

Funny how such a powerful foe had been reduced into something so pathetic.