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"Mind over matter, as they say. It must be a bittersweet talent to have..." she stopped talking, feeling him squeeze her hands, but did not realize why. Letting go of one hand, she cradled his left hand with both of her hands, examining the feeling of his hand, completely lost in thought. Comming to her senses, she quickly released her hold on his hand, placing hers back in her lap. Blushing again, she bobbed her head apologetically. "My apologies, Reeve, I have never touched another's hand for so long before. The feeling was curious, I could not help myself."

"But you would not have burned yourself if I had not created this fire. Worry is not my concern, guilt is what weighs on me. Though you say it is fine, I do not feel that it is, I should have placed it farther out of reach so you could not have hurt yourself." she said softly, her voice full of concern and apology. The art of sarcasm was all but lost on her, as she was not one to use sarcasm regularly and was always slow on this fact. She finally realized his first words were not serious and she smiled a little, feeling foolish. "You .. were being sarcastic?"

There five of them now, each twice as large as a phyrexian colossus. Each had the same color scheme as their descending orbs with gleaming beautiful tints and shades over their scales and wings. The only feature all five held in common were piercing yellow draconic eyes that stared at Yawgmoth, angrily at that. Yawgmoth rose from his kneel and looked at them. As soon as he opened his mouth to speak the voice of the black dragon in the middle rang out. "Of all living creatures to bring us here. We did not expect it to be you. And after what you have done to the universe vile thing, you have quite a lot of nerve....This had damn well better be good" The black dragon said in an angry loud tone as it snatched Yawgmoth in its large taloned hand. Yawgmoth winced a bit, it was squeezing rather hard. "Master Crosis, We would not call you here without just cause rest assured. We are well aware that our ability to even call you is nearly unique. Few living things nowadays even remember the Ur-Dragons." He said trying to sound sincere to the angry dragon squirming to get free of his grasp. The dragon who's name was apparently Crosis snarled "What do you want from us Yawgmoth...." Yawgmoth smiled "Power, of course" At the mention that he wanted more power Crosis grew furious and threw him like a baseball which caused Yawgmoth to smash into a tree shattering it, and to continue flying through several more before finally losing enough momentum to stop when he crashed into another one. Yawgmoth rose from the ground slowly, bleeding from the mouth now. That had surely caused internal injury. He attempted to stand but coughed a puddle of his own blood onto the dirt below. Shaking his head he knew he could not get angry at them. It would do no good. Slowly he walked back to the five of them and knelt down again.

The large black dragon had reared its head back and was seemingly going to lunge forward to breathe fire upon the kneeling Yawgmoth when a voice stopped it. The five dragons tilted their heads at her words before the large black dragon crosis leered down upon the two of them investigating the newcomer. Yawgmoth coughed a little clutching his chest but said bitterly to Ziven "Get down you fool! You have no idea what you're talking to" He said pointing out that a being as self confidant, arrogant and powerful as he was in full kneel and bow to them and she still stood there disrespectfully. Crosis spoke to her in a lighter tone than he had taken with Yawgmoth. "Greetings humanoid. Who are you? And why have you come to this place?" he inquired breathing two puffs of thick black smoke from his nostrils into the sky above.

Yawgmoth rose from his bow holding his chest still cradling it with his right arm, his lips red and stained with blood. "They prefer their names with titles in front." Yawgmoth said. "Rather than this..'brijitskular' you keep calling them." He said pointing to the white one first and going from the white, to blue, to black, to red, to green he gave Ziven their names. "Treva The Renewer, Dromar The Banisher, Crosis the Purger, Darigaaz The Ignighter, and Rith The Awakener. They are the five Ur-Dragons. All dragons, descend from the great Ur-Dragon, the first Dragon to exist in the universe. These five are the last remaining direct descendants of it. They are walking gods you could say. We cannot begin to fathom the power just one of them holds alone, let alone the five of them together." Yawgmoth finished before going into a coughing fit covering his mouth with his hand he pulled it away to find it stained red. He wiped it on his pants and cleared his throat. Crosis leaned forward more to inspect them. "For once, this vile creature speaks the truth." it said to ziven before shifting its huge black head at Yawgmoth. "Give us one good reason why we should grant your request for more power Yawgmoth. So we can enjoy a good laugh and then be on our way.." the dragon finished. Yawgmoth just smiled rather sinister like. "Because you owe us..or have you forgotten what we've done for you? You promised you would do us a favor. We're calling that favor in tonight oh great Ur-Dragons"

The large white dragon identified as Treva lowered her head and spoke in a soft voice when compared to that of Crosis' gruff angry tone. "He is right...We all owe him one favor of his choosing as we agreed so many years ago." She said looking to the other four of them. The large red dragon called Darigaaz snarled a bit. "True as this is, we are all aware of what this creature will do with that power aren't we?". The others nodded. And the blue one, Dromar, spoke next, his tone wise and ancient sounding more so than the others. One could tell from this, and from looks, that he was the eldest of the group. "Yes. Destroy. But, we are all also aware that this is his purpose. The Great Creator saw it fit to grant him these...'gifts' of his." He finished scratching his long blue beard that hung from the bottom of his jaw with his taloned hand. Lastly came the green dragon, Rith, who like Treva sounded female in tone. "A debt is still a debt. And we, unlike him, are true to our words. We cannot disregard his request. Just as Dromar stated his nature is to destroy, ours to oversee, to be among the divine and pure. Refusing his request would make us no better. He did save our lives back then. When he was more powerful than we. But those days have changed. Give him his wish." Rith finished.

Yawgmoth smirked a little listening to them, his ribs and chest still ached and he felt like he was going to pass out from trouble breathing soon. He hoped they'd make this quick. "Very valid points all of you. Mistress Rith is correct however, you owe your lives to us. Or at least, this one favor. And we will consider your debt paid in full. Besides, you have not taken into account that we are longer conquesting the universe. We reside here now, not on Phyrexia, not on our empire. We have found our other here. We even have a son. It is far too long of a story to explain. But our power, even after it is augmented by you five, will remain here for the most part." Yawgmoth assured them with a nod.

Crosis snarled louder and nodded. "Then we have no choice. But rest assured Yawgmoth. We will all be watching. The next time you decide to pull some massive stunt, you will meet opposition in us. Are we all clear?" The large black dragon stated boldly leering his draconic eyes at Yawgmoth. Yawgmoth returned the nod and knelt down waiting for them to bestow their gifts. Crosis gave a warning first however. "This, will not be pleasant Yawgmoth. After it is done, you will get your wish, but the process will be painful. We cannot help that.". Yawgmoth smirked. "We can take any pain. We welcome it" All of the dragons gave a large toothy grin as they exhaled beams of light, each corresponding to their colors. A white beam from Treva, blue from Dromar, black from Crosis, red from Darigaaz and green from Rith. All of these beams converged upon one point, that point being Yawgmoth who was surrounded in a rainbow like array that started to spin around him rapidly mixing the colors and making his body invisible from view. The color mix rapidly grew to his natural energy and therefore turned purple before it drew itself into his body leaving him on his hands and knees panting from the rush of such a mass of energy. Crosis leered forward and said in a very sinister tone with a toothy grin. "Wish. Granted..." and with that, each dragon became a large light again corresponding to their colors. Just as they had came, the five lights fired into the stars and vanished from the night sky.

As the great Ur-Dragons left Yawgmoth stood up, the wounds Crosis had inflicted from his toss were gone, he could tell. He flexed his hands for a moment seeing if there was a difference in his power level. Wait..there was nothing. They cheated him. He started to grow anger and impatient, there was nothing there. That light had been a display for show..no wait. He felt that rush of their energy, that had to be real right? Before his mind would allow him to diagnose himself further a very large pain struck his heart causing him to clutch his chest and fall to the ground. The pain radiated outward from his heart through his veins through every system. The pain was so familiar. It was crippling to him. Yawgmoth struggled to stand upright but the pain struck again and knocked him down. His body felt worse than when Ziven had cast that spell upon him. What was this familiar sensation? It was grand enough to keep him on his knees. It hit him, Urza's Legacy....Yawgmoth had forgotten, that the five Ur-Dragons helped that wretched Urza back in the day. They each gave a crystal tear from their own eyes to power his weapon against Yawgmoth. The only weapon to ever damage him, the weapon that scarred his beloved paradise, the weapon that caused him to lie unmoving in constant agony for millenia. This pain felt just like that. Yawgmoth screamed a massive demonic roar that rose high into the clouds and echoed throughout the land. They had given him what he wanted. This was their power. Yawgmoth cursed each of them under his breath. They knew from the beginning their power would not interface with Yawgmoth's darkness, and that this, this unbearable agony would strike then they collided inside of him. Those bastards, Yawgmoth had to compliment them however, they did exactly as he asked, their debt was repaid and their word was true. He just...neglected to ask about the fine print so to speak. Yawgmoth fell onto his back writhing. His hands clutched at his skull. He wasn't going to be able to move for quite some time, if ever again from this spot. His mind was cracking under the strain of trying to dull down the fire within. Yawgmoth began to laugh, at himself, at the dragons, at how stupid he was, at how he'd probably just doomed himself. His laughter grew maddening, insane. Yawgmoth was breaking down.