Watching on from his hiding spot, Ba'al was surprised to see Sazh summon some kind of creature to his aid, and idly wondered whether that was a natural ability, or some form of technology. If it was the latter then he would definitely have to acquire it at some point, for a creature such as the one he brought forth would be eminently useful in future activities. How ironic to be amongst some strong people, and admittedly be the lesser for the moment, his combat skills unable to stand up to this dragon. But then again, Ba'al had always played the long game, and if this situation got people to underestimate him, so much the better. 

And the attacks went on, thrown items, gunshots, stabbing, a strange armored figure arrived, and Ba'al sat almost casually through it all, looking out for his own with a perfectly legitimate explanation for why he wasn't doing anything if anyone were to ask about it. It wasn't hi fault he only had a Zat, which was tuned to human biology, and lacked the stopping power that he might have had with a Staff Weapon. So he sat back and watched, given his general impotence against a dragon.

Thus he was witness to the clash of beasts, and then arriving attacks, and how the thrown item only served to enrage the thing and increase it's power and hatred of them, and as it roared into the sky, Ba'al did the sensible thing and ran away, taking cover even further from the combatants as it slammed into the ground with a huge shockwave. This, this was going lovely right now.

"If I may be so bold as to make a suggestion, could we please stop helping the thing that's trying to murder us all,' he called out from his hiding spot, taking a few shots with his Zat just so he didn't seem totally useless, but he didn't expect that to have much effect. He did see Archer move in, with King Arthur as well, and the man Vash angling to stop the seemingly final attack though. He thought about shooting Vash with his Zat, but refrained. This was about to get interesting, no two ways about it.