09-30-2011, 03:57 PM
Bagramon is so full of it with that smug and cocky grin still pasted on his face during the course of the final battles. It's so fulfilling to see that smile turn 180 into a countenance etched with disbelief and confusion as he got ran through with the Xros Blader, Later crumbling down to his knees as he slowly dissolved into data.
How the mighty have fallen at the hands on what he deemed as a decrepit world full of imperfect weaklings.
How the mighty have fallen at the hands on what he deemed as a decrepit world full of imperfect weaklings.
Light and Darkness, the balance for which is the Shadow--the perfect sphere of order. One cannot live without the other...