Dragoness sat on the perch of a building, watching the robots that had appeared and started to attack. Better them then her she supposed. It was interesting to observe her opponents when they weren't attacking her, she saw potential in learning battle techniques this way. However, she was interrupted when a robot had the audacity to come and try to attack her from behind. She preformed a graceful backflip, then kicking the robot of the edge of the building from behind. She nodded, as she felt this was flawless execution. She had been practicing her flips and dodges when she found nothing better to do. She decided to entertain herself by creating small embers out of her fingers and flicking them around.

As for her opinions on the heroes, they weren't anything particularly attention grabbing. They were like slightly-enhanced police officers, they interrupted her at every possible moment and attempted to subdue her. As for the times they succeeded, well she ignored those times. They sometimes tried a little too hard, in the ways that sometimes it took more than a week to heal injuries, to her dismay.