The Dark Duelists had assembled by order of Blitz. One of the members was glaring at another as they used infused dark energy into a machine. "Can't you not infuse your machines with that vile energy?", she asked.
The figure working on the machine rolled his eyes. "And let the chance to attain the perfect marriage of magic and technology not come to be? You’re out of your mind! Each infusion of the dark arts is a step toward perfection for machines, and each machine I fuse with me is a step towards making me the perfect being."
"But why dark magic?"
"Because it’s the one with the most pure destructive power behind it. I mean, look at who we’re following."
The other figure scowled as she replied. "I have my own reasons for siding with Blitz." Blitz sighed as he saw the bickering.
The figure working on a machine smiled. "Well speak of the devil. Greetings master."
"Evo has failed me.", Blitz said flatly. "I should have figured since he was so brazen as to question me."
The figure working on the machine smirked. "Ha! Serves the fool right! Thinking that a species advances through evolving. Perfection is straying away from our core organic beings."
Blitz frowned. "Dark Gear."
"Yes?"
"If you think you're so perfect, you can go next."
Dark Gear had a sinister smile as he saw the portal open. "With pleasure. Time to pay my son a visit." Dark Gear headed through the portal. Eager to clash with his designated opponent.