Several disadvantages were now presenting themselves. for starters, air was now mixing with the poison gas that had once filled the vicinity. second, the light from the night, however faint it might be, rendered his night-vision less effective, although the light level was still low enough to give him the advantage. third, and most importantly, there was a dragon almost directly behind him, and while the gas might still hold him from sticking his snout too far into the area, he would still have his fireball attack.
thank the Gods (or whatever forces Ravin was not a firm believer in) that the dragon here was not like one of old. Truly that would have been a feat. Larger, faster, stronger, more agile, and too often capable of possesing magic. Ravin himself had in his life only defeated two, although truth be told, there were few beings in all of history who could have called themselves a true dragon lord (somebody who speaks with dragons and lives to tell the tale) and even less who could claim dominance.
on the other hand, dragons in old would have never allowed any being, no less a human, to ride them. that had been unheard of even a mere thousand years ago. but the humans had wiped out all the real dragons in a standard genocidal purge which Ravin had seen again and again over numerous races, including the one in which Ravin shared his backround.
Yes times had changed, but back to bussiness. unfortunately, Ravin could not afford to stay very long in the area. the dragon's ability to do area damage was just too threatening. a hundred men fighting him, well that he could handle, but a fireball was not something he could take lightly, even with his defenses.
hopefully the demon would provide a usefulness. if nothing else, she was not attacking. that meant that the human was the instigator of this battle, as they often were. if Ravin killed the human, than his job was done. the girl, would have no reason to pursue a battle. and that, of course, was why Ravin had been hired. to keep the peace.
the area was too dangerous at the moment. even though the boy would have his shield down, he might have a fire protection without the psychic shield. Ravin threw the two shurikens at the boy and kicked off, flying backwards down the tunnel, away from both the boy and the dragon, taking him directly towards the demon, who Ravin was by no means unaware of. atleast the boy would have to dodge those shurikens old-school this time, and the poison gas would not only blind him, but also make the boy unable to breath. he could not risk another second with the psychic leach, which was only now starting to loose its hold.
"d**n!" he exclaimed at the lost opportunity. Without that dragons threatening blow lingering behind, that boy would be dead right now.
