IC:

A single deft sidestep brought Abraham around the locker door, though he seemed decidedly unsurprised by its presence. Now that a modicum of distance had been put between himself and the intruder, he took his gaze away from the intersection, focusing on his own retreat. "Simple; Retreating without paying attention is inadvisable, both for myself, and for for anyone who retreated the same direction."

"Bes-" Whatever next remark he was going to make was cut off by the generation of... Lava dragon statues, further down the direction that he as fleeing. One of, by the sound of things, four. 

[i]... You ever deal with lava dragons?[/i]

[i]Once. It was a pain.[/i]

"So, you ever deal with a lava statue before? Because it's looking necessary."