[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Viranti[/color][/h2][/center]
[@Darkmoon Angel]
The dragon had hastily charged into a group, working up enough speed and momentum to pounce onto an unprepared bandit, his arms forcing a slide across the cobbled pathway for a few feet before the beastman practically somersaulted and used the remaining force to hurl the unlucky man in an overhead throw that saw him fly through the air and crash into two other bandits. "[color=ed1c24]Of what use are tactics against these [i]weaklings[/i]?![/color]" Viranti conjectured, emboldened by the inexplicable buff he had received, thinking he'd try his hand at disarming an armored assailant but finding the results to be a step beyond what he had intended, not that he wasn't complaining, though the bandit certainly was. It sounded to him that the "mechwarrior" would be carrying out something in order to find the leader among the attacking force, meaning that it should probably be protected until then, a chore he'd be inclined to think as too much of a hassle if he wasn't having fun here. To GX's distant flank further down the courtyard were a line of rifleman poised to fire, unfamiliar weaponry, but it wasn't like he'd let that stop him from advancing on them, his cocky smile faltering as their barrels erupted in flash and munitions, Viranti diving behind a decorative hedge, but not before getting hit in the left calf and right forearm. There was a lesson to be learned here, but instead Viranti dashed as far as he could and unleashed a ferocious wave of flames that reached and ultimately roasted the entire line of marksman as well as two thirds of the gunners that were setting up behind them. A group of four bandits had diverged to keep the dragonute at bay until that final third could pick him off from afar. As a side note, there's a chance Viranti might have burned down some trees and such in the blast.