[b]Jakuzure Nonon[/b]

Nonon narrowed her eyes. The old guy(she didn't care how old he actually was, he seemed old to her and that was what mattered) was trying to fight fire with fire, huh? Well she had a hell of a lot more fire then he did, that was for sure. "Oh, yes, 'cause someone who's memorized Bruckner's Symphony Number Nine [i]clearly[/i] has no appreciation or patience for the classics. Yeah, that's right. Stupid old Geezer. Anyway, I'm just saying that you're all being stupid if you assume it's going to be anything like what you're used to. Normally I'd say you're being stupid for thinking dragons exist, but this place doesn't make any sense. It's like the contents of Eight Grader's head."

Nonon happily gestured to Whitney on that note. She wasn't going to let that go, not by a long shot. She smiled cheerfully, and in spite of the insults and the dripping tone of sarcasm, the tiny pink girl's voice was light and happy. Oh, aside from wanting to pay back insults, she didn't [i]truly[/i] bear any ill will towards any of this people. Well, most of them. Nonon simply enjoyed messing with people, truthfully.

And the weirdo with... Nonon had to assume it was dark magic or something, it sure looked unpleasant, was making the same kind of assumptions. "Aren't you guys listening? Even in myths dragons are all different, who knows what kind this could be? Planning for your dragons is just plain stupid. I mean I guess I shouldn't expect anything else from you bright sparks..."

... And then there was all the commotion and roaring. Well. That could be a dragon, she guessed. Or something else. She would have expected a bit more if it was actually a dragon.

"... Speaking of which, sending out that black thing sure was a bright idea, right? Look how many dragons it found already. It even totally missed the one we have, what success."

Nonon jerked a thumb towards the talking one. It must have just shown up, and she was pretty damn sure it wasn't the one they were meant to hunt if it was talking to them.

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[b]Saber[/b]

For a few moments more, Saber had paused. Swiftly she came to the realization that only a few here had an practical experience with matters concerning dragons. The pink-haired girl who made... grating comments certainly did not, though she had the resemblance of a point in that this dragon may not be so similar to ones that they were experienced with. Still... it was best to work with what knowledge they possessed.

Saber took a step forward, a bid to draw the attention of the group. No matter how many regrets she had about her rule, she had put it in the past now. She was still a King, and she moved with kingly grace as she took a bit to take center stage. The small blonde girl was the picture of the King of Knights. She did not want Ba'al to simply keep single command, as well... she was still wary of the System Lord even if he had spoken amiably to her.

"Dragons are not foes to be underestimated," she began, "Even if this creature is different from those I have slain, it is surely a powerful creature if it has earned the title of legendary."

The tip of Excalibur was swiftly planted in the ground, as she placed both hands upon its hilt and stood before the others. The sun shone down upon where she stood. "And if it is anything like them, the action of splitting up is not advisable. Even the most powerful of knights can fall to a dragon. To split up, we must first explain one another's abilities in combat. As such, groups may be arranged so they are able to hold their own if they are discover the dragon but are not able to contact they others quickly. The System Lord does make excellent suggestions, but there [i]must[/i] be enough power in each group to slay the dragon individually if they must. I feel the better course of action may to reject splitting up entirely, or perhaps split into larger groups."

Saber herself... well, she had battled dragons in single combat. But not everyone could. She possessed abilities beyond those of many people, and as such felt it was deeply important to be aware of the others' capabilities if they were to split up. Or if they did not. And they appeared to have a dragon of their own... that could certainly be of use. The moment the terrible noises came, however, she raised her blade. It gleamed in the sunlight as she drew it up... and then... one of the other pink-haired girl's creatures fired a beam of ice at their Dragon.

Saber's motions were fluid. The creature they were hunting would not be so close, this was certain. And so... She intervened. Excalibur lept into the path of the beam. It was the shimmering, unblemished, unbreakable blade. Simple ice would do nothing to it.