Pinnacle of Illumination

The Sun Smiles
"Aaaah..." Phobos breathed out, staring at the sun's light, as his armor fully repaired itself back to full condition. He got to calm down and relax, using the sun's rays to gradually heal his wounds from the final battle. "Truly, the world has gotten more preplexing. I am truly old. At last, I can call myself an old man...old dragon? Hm. Guess that means I should retire to a dark cave and give cryptic advice to youth who stumble into my home, haha." Phobos sat down, breathing out and letting every bit of his muscles relax "My power is back...Whom shall seeketh this old dragon now?" He said, waiting for his next opponent.