He roars, turning back into his dragon form, and tears his claws through the sticky mesh, shredding great chunks of it with his talons. Jets of fire gush from his jaws, burning the net slowly but surely away from his scales. "INSOLENT MORTALS!" A wave of flame blasts towards the houses, setting them ablaze. "DRAYGON WILL WIPE YOUR RACE OFF THE FACE OF THIS PLANET! ONCE HE HAS THE WEAPON, THIS WORLD WILL BE CLEANSED OF YOUR PATHETIC PEOPLE!'