Dovah glared at Seulki as she flew off after SoNem, the comment she made was insulting. Before he could make a comment, he noticed the serf also flew off in the same direction. He quickly realised that he was alone. While a part of him sighed in relief at the prospect, he knew even he couldn't survive alone for long. He decided, with a heavy sigh, to follow their scent, hopefully it wasn't too far where he had to go. Not wanting to miss the sight of charred human corpses, he sprinted his way there.

After a few minutes of running, he managed to see the clearing and saw the humans still standing. Before he could speak, however, a new voice rang out, "Well, this is an interesting group to come across.” Dovah turned to see a dragonelle, one who evidently only recently 'hatched' her wings. She continued, "A small group of dragons, two of which are now off dealing with humans, and a drake that seems to be almost a full Dragon himself.” She flexed her wings, giving Dovah the impression she was taunting or mocking him. "So, pray tell, what is it exactly that you are doing here instead of flying like everyone else?” Dovah dug his claws into the ground, again insulted by a dragonelle, and one who just got her wings none-the-less! He half-wondered if she'd seen him come out of the forest. Before he could make a sharp response, he was again interrupted by the sound of a heavily accented, and poorly grammared, drakine. It took him a few seconds to realise it was in fact the human speaking. He stood there slightly surprised before realising they were asking to help them. Dovah, ignoring the new-comer for the moment, spoke with a hiss, "We should kill them, they're probably just scouts who'll try to give away our position."