[color=red][h3]Drizzak[/h3][/color][hr]Drizzak barrelled his way into the ribcage of one of the undead adversaries with reckless furiosity.  He pulled his arms, legs and wings in to assume the fetal position, turning him into a fiery red dragon cannonball. A dragon ball. The impact rang out through the air as a terrible series of snaps as he burrowed into the enemy and pushed outward with all of his limbs.

The undead monstrosity popped like a bubble filled with fire as the plume of flame licked out into the open air, leaving Drizzak to roar triumphantly within its staggering leftovers. But that was only one down, and his fellows were in danger! The woman of the bow and arrow was in distress! One of the ones that freed him from his prison too, or helped to free him.

A debt does not go unpaid, dragon or goblin.

Kicking off, Drizzak rushed into one of the assailants closer to Sana and pulled the jagged shard of metal that he called a dagger from his belt. Flames licked at it for a moment, cleaning the blade of blood and dirt before he whipped it out toward her. His aim was good today, he noted as the dagger struck the ground near her head and stuck there. Easily within grabbing range, he thought. He screamed as he put his claws through the back of an undead beings head through its mouth.

[color=red]"LADY USE DRIZZAK'S CUTTER. LADY FIGHT BACK. FIGHT BONEMAN WITH DRIZZAK."[/color]