Ty quickly used a macro-wish to restore his powers again. But before either could make the next move, six shapely adult dragoness', each a different color, black, white, red, blue, green, violet, flew through the hole made in the side of the arcade. They mobbed Buster on sight.
He could have blown them away, but Buster hesitated for just a moment, they did smell like his family after all.
One dragoness sat on buster with her back facing him, her tail wrapped around his muzzle, ceasing him from barking. The others grabbed his legs and tail.
They dragoness' spoke sternly, but not hostilely towards Buster.
"Now Buster, we know that Master made us the way we are. And that we love the way we are because Master made that way."
"And that's why we can't let you harm Master. We can't let you force him to unmake us."
"We still love you Buster, and that'll never change."
"But we can't have you fighting Master."
"And if you'd let Master just have his way, all this destruction your fight had caused would never have happened."
'Oh great, altered forms that can argue for the right to their own existence,' thought Buster. He'd been REALLY hoping that Ty wasn't smart enough to do that, well, the Ty of THIS universe had obviously been. If he could just Bark he could shift to another universe and let the Buster of THIS universe deal with the existential crisis of erasing thinking feeling beings whose only crime was being brought into existence by Ty at the expense of the people Buster loved, but they themselves had had no say in.
Ty was left in awe. He didn't know whether to laugh or clap. Finally he said awkwardly, "Uh, well done."
"Thank you Master!" The dragoness' echoed fawning at his meek praise.
The black dragoness' gently stroked Buster's fur. "Now the only way you're getting out of this Buster is if you hurt us... and we know that's something you'll never do."
Able to comprehend their own existence as creation of Ty. Able to argue their own right to exist. And knew enough about Buster to exploit those feelings. Buster had really really really REALLY hoped he wouldn't end up in a universe like this. Because the worst part was that this version of Helen was completely right. And Buster was still a dog at his core, and if there was one thing he inherently admired, it was loyalty.
Buster telepathetically spoke to Ty,
"So... guess that's it huh? Don't say I didn't want you. My family and I have an auntie visit."
"This another one of your games?"
"Not one of my mine. You didn't beat me. Your creations did. They knew appeal to force was never gonna win this. Thank the Ty of THIS universe having more brains than you. Or maybe it'd be better if you cursed him with your every breath. It's over. This timeline's only interesting spark was you and me fighting. Now that this is over, this universe isn't gonna reach a meaning End, it'll just sputter out, no options taken. I lose, but you lose a lot worse. Your only choice'll be to choice a branch of fate where we never met. So that version of me wins."
"Can we go now to Aunt Kathy Master?" said the red and blue dragoness' bowing.
"Uh, yeah, sure," Ty said, still feeling like he was in a dream.
"Thank you Master!" The dragoness' said and flew off, carrying Buster with them.
Ty made a gesture, unmaking the damage to the arcade, while Buster undid the changes to the arcade goers, making it like the fight hadn't even happened. Besides the impossible existence of six adult dragoness' and their pet dog flying to their aunt Kathy. And a little clown statue still relentlessly pursuing Buster on foot to attack him as her creator had willed her.
Ty walk through the arcade in a daze... feeling... aimless... he had infinite options... so why did it feel like... he had none?