John had been bored, wandering around town with nothing to do, when he saw the mansion of some local lord collapse. Well then, that seems fun.

"Come on Axia, lets go heck it out." He yelled over to his companion, before hi-tailing it to the action.

The golden dragon-type was close at his heels, giving out a roar of manic glee that her master soon joined in. 
When they arrived at the scene, John gave Axia a signal to start sniffing around for any scents. She quickly found one, and from the growl she gave, it was a Morph to. What luck, If there was anything he loved to do, it was hunt Morphs. They gave such a good fight, a shame it was all for naught in the end. He followed his companion to the area where he could see a dark-haired man by himself in a small alleyway. 

"Why hello there, Morphy" John yelled, Axia giving a low menacing growl, both of their eyes seeming to shine with insanity, " perhaps you want to come tell me about what happened in yonder castle over there. Once I lay you on the rack, of course." Torture, something he had always wanted to try, but had never had the control to do, since when ever he fought an enemy, he ended up killing them. Maybe today would be different, but he severely doubted it. He rushed at the man, mace swinging through the air, shield at the ready to block an attack should he need it. Axia had taken a preemptive measure by using [b]Dragon Dance[/b], and was ready to charge the Morph if he tried to escape. 

She hoped he did, as she wanted to hack the man to pieces, would have done by now if John hadn't taught her that when he attacked first, that meant he wanted to play with the enemy, and she respected her master's wishes.