Spectre is sitting in his throne, a baby Brontosaurus sitting in his lap. He seems busy.

Hm-hmmm-hm-hmm-hmmmm~ Hm-hmmm-hmmm~ Hmm-hm-hm-hmhmhmm-hm-hm-hmm~!

Hmm? What are you doing here, you little tyke? Here to steal my Cosmos Stones? Well, that’s not happening, bucko! My sweet Brontikens, how about you demonstrate what happens to those who stand in the way of my universal domination!

Spectre scratches the Brontosaurus’ chin and returns him to a dinosaur card. Spectre places the card to his Spectral Generator, summoning the Brontosaurus to full size, clad in a regal and elaborate set of purple Spectral Armor.