Devon sees the portal, and spins his scythe, flames kindling in his hands and around his body. "Who is doing what, and should I kill something?" Shadows begin creeping over to him, and he shudders. "Does that happen to anyone else? Or am I an even bigger freak then I thought?" He frowns, and drags his scythe through the ground, leaving a sizzling grove behind him. His eyes burn when he sees the dracon, and he draws his scythe out of the pavement, and spins it in a protective field in front of him.