Never one to pass up on a challenge, Talon met Daniel's charge with one of his own. That shield of his was certainly strange. It would be foolish to wield glass in battle, but perhaps there was some kind of enchantment on it that made it more durable. Talon wanted to find out. So he responded to the strange shield by bashing into it with his right shoulder, throwing all 400 lbs of his mass at the knight. He wanted to feel the shield shatter before him, to see the puny knight go flying into one of those weird humming pillars. But, perhaps the dragon would be surprised.

He was, at the very least, wary of the knight's blade, and held his two blades in front of him in an X as he struck the shield. A cruel grin was smeared across his face. The adrenaline was beginning to pump through his body, rousing the madness that clawed at the back of his mind. "Don't die too quickly now!" he shouted as their bodies clashed. Talon had a feeling that he was going to enjoy this.